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Due to unprecedented high demand we are temporarily unable to check you in to your reserved room. We apologize for the inconvenience. We have arranged for a temporary room while we work on processing your reservation as quickly as possible. We appreciate your understanding.
As a special wedding gift from us, we have arranged for you and your new spouse to stay in one of our junior penthouses while you wait. Congratulations on your new marriage. We are so pleased you have chosen our resort for your honeymoon.
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EVENS
EVENS: NEW CHARACTERS
Music plays. Instrumental, the tune gentle enough not to disturb peaceful rest. The sudden insistent beep of the Watch is a cutting cacophony across an otherwise sweet lullaby. Upon opening their eyes, new arrivals will quickly discover that something is wrong. The quilt snug across their body is weighty. Crystals glint in a weave of embroidery and cotton shimmers with threads of silver. Dozens of decorative pillows surround the bed. The gauzy curtains of the canopied bed are drawn, obscuring the rest of the room.
Extravagant for a kidnapping. Too extravagent. What’s more, these new guests will find something even stranger than this new diamond-studded suite tucked into bed beside them. Someone else. Who are they, what are they wearing? What happened last night?!
Guests are encouraged to explore the resort from here! There are paper maps available for those who would like and staff are happy to recommend locations if they have any preferences. Enjoy your honeymoon, you lovebirds!
ODDS
ODDS: SPECIAL RE-ARRIVAL
Never trust a hallway in the Golden peacock.
Cross the wrong threshold and time begins to slow. A short hallway becomes long, sheds its doors, only leading to turns without end. Guests too eager to explore the resort have gotten lost before. For how long always varies, dependent upon capriciousness of the resort. Hours? Yes. Years? Yes. Every guest caught in the winding hallways has reported the same thing: time is different there and too difficult to discern.
Some wayward guests have been caught in the endless hallways since the FIRST TDM. Weeks pass before a single doorway appears in the distance. It creaks upon opening before everything goes topsy-turvy. These guests have been let out of a trap door in the depths of Crane's Respite.
All water corridors will eventually lead back to the populated areas of Crane's Respite. The waters are warm, the scent of bath salts returns, and staff are wild with joy at finally finding all of you. They have been beside themselves searching ever since you vanished!
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Because we love all of the new characters premiering on this TDM, we kindly request that our Evens prompt be top level exclusive for new characters. Current characters are encouraged to tag in to these prompts with the caveat that they’ve been picked up from their assigned suite (or wherever else they were before) and dumped into the new arrival’s bed. We would like for new characters to have this prompt unique to their top level comments!
▶ Players are welcome to have their current character riff off of these prompts in the log community with the exclusion of the new arrival element. This request is just for TDM top levels.
▶ Current characters and new characters are both welcome to freely mess around with the Odds prompt with the exclusion of the arrival element. For new characters, players may participate with the idea that their character is exploring Crane’s Respite after their unique arrival in the Evens prompt. The Odds arrival element may also be utilized by current player characters who may have been on an unofficial hiatus in January and did not tag as much as they would have liked, to explain any long IC absence.
▶ Octopi may be killed. If a character decides to eat one of the octopi they may find themselves taking on some of its traits. Which traits are up to player discretion.
ELEVATORS
ELEVATORS
The house has recently ordered a full changeout of art in all high traffic areas. The elevators in particular have received special attention with many different famous artworks and portraits studded to the walls for guests to admire. These artworks are treasures of the modern world that one would typically see behind glass at a museum. Guests may even find works from their own world hanging in the elevators. Even famous works that maybe have been lost to time. So this is where they ended up. Is that Vermeer's The Concert?
Guests may find their elevator suddenly stopping without warning. The portraits on the wall stir, curiously studying them, but there are three main portraits calling the shots. The portrait that controls that particular elevator will make their demands known with the threat that, if they are not obeyed, you will be trapped forever.
Elevators will function after the portrait's demands are met. Guests that hold out and refuse may find themselves trapped upwards of twelve hours. Guests with the ability to do so may crawl out of the top emergency door, free to go wherever they want from there.
GREAT TIT!
GREAT TIT!
Great Tit! is the Golden Peacock’s popular dessert bar and cafe. With its bright pops of color and whimsical treats, guests simply can’t resist stopping in for a butt shaped cookie and hazelnut coffee. After catching wind that the resort has decided to celebrate a dessert shop's most lucrative holiday, Great Tit! is ready to impress the masses. Advertisements for limited edition drinks and desserts rain the main lobby; one can’t go three steps without slipping on a neon pink coupon for 10 percent off nipple buns. Guests that decide to pass by the cafe will find themselves assaulted with confetti cannons and eager employees ushering them inside.
Guests will find a temporary communal shower room upon exiting Great Tit! where they can wash off after a fun day of rolling around in sugar. All guests will be gifted a tee branded with a, CHOCOLATE IS MY LOVER logo.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ This portraits prompt has been triggered by several characters expressing interest in and investigating the lore of the resort paintings. This is just dipping a beginning toe in, but congrats to all for poking around!
▶ Portraits in the elevator should not be destroyed, purely for continuity’s sake. If a character would go far enough to attack one of the portraits, the portrait will slap them back with ghostly power.
▶ Characters may also figure other ways out of the elevator if they have specific abilities to do so. While the portraits can control the elevators, they cannot control your character(s). Any destruction to the elevator itself is liable to result in a rush of security dragging the culprit(s) away to the Iron Net.
▶ Great Tit! is running a massive sale! Even characters who are on the broke end of the spectrum will be able to afford to join in on the fun and indulge in sugar at these prices.
▶ Players are encouraged to make up any other elements for the Hall of Chocolate. If it’s a dessert and edible, it’s there. Enjoy your sugar coma!
▶ While the chocolate boxes are ICly limited due to Alessandro’s skills as a chocolatier, this is only an IC mechanic. There is no OOC limitation on this prompt as far as chocolate rarity goes.
THE NEST
ALICE AND THE PARROTS
Fashion boutiques are a dime a dozen in the Nest. The shopping hub is massive, lined with stores all trying to aggressively appeal to guests. A challenge in itself — but the guests of the Golden Peacock are no ordinary people. Used to being pampered and fed excitement, if these boutiques don’t bust their bottoms to appeal to the fickle nature of their patrons, they won’t be in business for much longer! One particular boutique, Alice and the Parrots, is riding winds of romantic thrill and churning out a couple of brand new fashion lines sure to draw in loads of chips.
Guests are welcome to try on clothes in Alice and the Parrots' dressing rooms. These dressing rooms are small and can only accommodate two people sharing at a time. Such is the life of a small boutique store. Sharing is no big deal, right? And there’s no way you can buy clothing this expensive without giving it a test first.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Players are encouraged to make up whatever cute outfits they would like for this prompt.
▶ Wedding clothes do not have to be cute and frilly; this section accommodates tastes of everyone.
▶ Alice and the Parrots is more expensive than Love Dove. Their clothing quality is excellent but their price tags are high. Staff may watch low ranks extra diligently to cut off any stealing. Thieves will be chased by NPC security! Anyone caught gets a day in the Iron Net.
CASINO CHAPEL
CASINO FLOOR
A Pop up Chapel has appeared in the Phoenix Casino. Guests are delighting in playing out weddings and pretending to get married — and a few guests are even tying the knot for real. They aren't worried about the sanctity of marriage; they can divorce tomorrow if they get bored of each other. And everyone knows that getting married doesn't mean you can't fuck whoever you want!
Since the resort isn't keeping track of how many marriages a guest has, all guests are encouraged to marry as many people as they would like. The more the merrier!
Wild wedding events will continue all throughout the month of February, until the guests find it's gotten stale. A divorce rush will round out the fun at the end of the month.
NOTES
PROMPT NOTES
▶ Weddings are not legally binding. Birdvis is not registered as a real officiant, but he does have an excellent beak and pompadour.
▶ Prizes from easy mode slot machines are automatic and do not require mod thumbs up to claim.
▶ Chip prize from difficult mode slot machines is automatic. The special prize is 5 reward points to add to your bank on rewards. Players who wish to claim the special prize should link the finished thread (the kink in question has been completed) under their rewards header with the header, Wedding Slot Machine. If you do any combination of 6/6 (finger hand lol) we ask you somehow make this sexy or involve a climax in order to claim the points.
BLANKET CW: Aphrodisiac; Compulsion; Costumes; Dubcon; Entrapment; Foodplay; Gambling; Lingerie; Matrimony; Tentacles; NSFW Images and Language; NTR; Nudity; Roleplay; Sacrilegious Themes
▶ All new characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your new character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's February event.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Please make sure to review the arrival prompt notes! Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.
▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are priority and receive attention!
▶ If you aren't satisfied with the prompts on this TDM please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort.
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread anyway!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.
▶ Thank you for spending Valentine's Day with us! You're our sweetheart this year. 💕
There was a sudden sense of panic as she finds herself landing in the dark, plunging into the ice cold water with only the echoes off stone walls as her companions. Pulse thundering in her ears and her heart in her throat, for a moment Aerith scrambles to get her head above the water only to find it wasn't that deep at all. No one can see her clutching her chest, no one can tell how badly the chill of the water rattled her. No one can see her as she huddles and wills the trembling to stop before she rises to her feet.
She doesn't realize what she looks like, wading through the water, her white diamond mask hung around her neck and her pink gown weighed down by the water as she slogs through the cavern. The weight of the water has her thick hair plastered to her skin and hanging down her back in sodden curls that are heavy, her ribbons hanging limp. She also doesn't notice the faded marks and bruises peppering her skin, stark against the rest of her exposed flesh that was now ghostly pale from the cold. Some of them are broad bands, others look suspiciously like they were bitten into her, and others are just odd bruises. Most have faded, but considering the tentacles slithering through the water aiming for her bare leg...
II.a Alice and the Pira—Parrots. I mean Parrots. Adorable and Sexy
"Oh no, I look like Reno." She mutters, tugging at the blazer over a frilly lace bralette. This is what she gets for trying out something new because her last nice dress is sadly off to the laundry and she was hoping to wear something to impress. Impress who? A couple people, but at the moment she had to find something nice.
Shaking her head, she disappears back into the dressing room with a grumble before reappearing in a layered confection covered in lace, pintucks, ribbons, and bows, a massive matching bow with lace trim and crowded with flowers perched atop her hair as she twists to see the flounces and tiered ruffle bustle in the back. There's just something about the wide ruffled, lacey sleeves and lace wrist cuffs that has her grinning to herself. The petticoat makes the dress look huge, and she is clearly having the time of her life twirling in front of the mirror to make her curls bounce and her dress swoosh merrily around her knees.
Delighted, she returns to the dressing room with a giggle and a shake of her head. It was fun but no, no that was maybe a little too much. As fun as it was she knew it would be almost impossible to run in if she needed to. ...Then again, she might be convinced to save it for a special occasion.
The final outfit she finds is a chunky pink sweater dress with ribbons laced through it, beaming to herself as she fixes a pink bow into her hair to keep her curls out of her face. The sweater shows off her shoulders—and all the marks on them, faded as they are, there's at least two that look suspiciously like completely different teeth-marks—and hugs her slim figure and the flare of her hips, while the sleeves are slouchy and cover her hands so only her fingers peek out. She's paired it with cute stockings with a floral motif and comfortable ankle boots and seems fairly satisfied with her look.
Aerith can easily be distracted during her outfit changes, and is always open to suggestions from a charming companion...
II.b Erotic Encounters
"Some of these make me think of the Honeybee..." Aerith is looking at the costumes with an amused smile, and now she's curious, and without thinking she starts to rummage through the different costumes. Giggles erupt over the sexy bunny suit—"absolutely not" she says to herself just imagining how her bust would not be able to keep the top up—to a considering hum over a cat suit, and a long pause over a maid outfit that she regards with a long, thoughtful glance. But sure enough, she lets out a delighted yell when she finds something that was startlingly close to what she was looking for.
A sexy bee suit.
"Oh! Maybe they have a matching blazer!" Aerith grins to herself, the bee suit and its wings and stinger in her arms as she sets off looking for a gold and black suit to pair with it. Why? Why not! Maybe she likes the idea of matching with a partner.
III. Wildcard!
Did I miss a fun prompt you'd rather do instead of these? Would you rather do something different entirely? Feel free to bully the flower gremlin to your heart's desire, I love all CR!
"You've been?" Tifa asks, sorting through the rack next to her and trying to keep both the surprise and curiosity out of her voice and off her face. She never did hear what happened that night before Corneo's, and prior to that, Tifa hadn't really ever spent time in Sector 5. The Honeybee had scared her, partially because people always told her she should work there. When she first washed up in Midgar, she'd been terrified of getting stuck there.
But...she was wrong about a lot of things. And Aerith was so much more worldly than she was.
She looks up at Aerith's delighted cry, eyes skimming over the suit and widening. That was sure a lot. Not that she doubted Aerith could make anything cute and fun.
"Sort of!" Aerith grins, chuckling to herself as she continues her search for a suit in black with gold to pair with the honeybee suit. "The Honeybee's clients like to buy flowers for their favorite honeybees, and you hear all kinds of stories from the honeybees when they're on break. Sometimes they just need to vent after a long day, you know? Besides, I made a good day's sale off a Shinra soldier hanging around there the night I took Cloud there. I actually got a few hundred gil for a flower that night. I felt a little guilty about that one, though." But only a little, he'd been pretty rude, which was why she'd been so quick to jump the price up so much, but he'd said it was worth it for a real flower. Besides, it had more than covered the costs of the other flowers she'd given away that day.
"You should have seen the look on Cloud's face when he came out after the honeybees had done his makeup. He was so pretty! We ran all over Wall Market getting him his outfit, he seemed really determined even if he was a little embarrassed. You know, the tiara was cute on him, but that purple dress with the big red bow wasn't really his colors! Maybe something in blue or black would've been better, I wonder if he liked dressing up?" Her hands go still on the clothes in the racks, a nostalgic smile settling into place as she sighs.
Right. That night. None of them had had a chance to talk yet. So, they'd gone to the Honeybee? She isn't even sure why it makes her feel odd. It isn't jealousy. More like...distance. Like remembering she doesn't know either of them very well, and that makes her sad.
She gives a guarded smile, shaking her head. "You guys really didn't need to come get me. I could handle myself, though, I was glad for the company. Cloud's hard to read sometimes. I don't know if he likes it."
But she knew he'd do things he didn't like to help her, and that meant something to her. Maybe they didn't know each other all that well, but the trust was there, between all of them. And that meant a lot, especially here.
"It really does feel like forever ago. Another life." She'd been here longer than she'd known Aerith, and a lot longer than Cloud had been back in her life. That was...weird.
"Tifa." Aerith's brows furrow as she looks over at her, her mouth twitching into a concerned twist. "I wasn't about to let you face Corneo on your own. I grew up in Sector Five, I knew what happens to those girls. Trust me." Reaching out, she touches Tifa's arm, a soft smile on her face that's not just reassuring. There's a hundred different emotions there, nostalgia and bittersweetness at the front, but something knowing.
"I've seen you punch holes in Shinra weapons, I know you can take care of yourself. But that doesn't mean you have to do it alone, you know? It's okay to look out for each other, that's why we're a team." Then her expression turns mischeivous as she grins. "Besides, I don't think I've had nearly as much fun as I did when we knocked those guys out together."
At least not until they'd spent time together at the Saucer, but Aerith isn't sure if she should mention that, something holding her back. Instead, she playfully bumps against Tifa, letting her head rest on her shoulder for just a moment.
"We'll make some good memories together to make up for it, I promise."
She wants to protest. She isn't some dumb girl who doesn't know how to handle herself in the slums. She's been there five years. She's been a part of AVALANCHE. She's dealt with being entirely alone and in crippling debt without a soul in the world.
Aerith touches her arm, and Tifa's face goes taught. She's not mad at Aerith. She knows that. And she feels even worse for it as Aerith keeps talking. How could she think so negatively of someone who really wanted to be on a team with her? Especially when they hadn't known each other that long?
Tifa was in awe of Aerith, honestly. How could she be so warm and confident and giving?
She's still wide-eyed when Aerith bumps against her and leans her head against Tifa's shoulders. A month or two ago she wouldn't have known what to do with that, but now her heart skips a little, memories of...touching other girls warm on the surface.
"I...right." She gets her smile back under control; it isn't hard to feel warm with Aerith. "We'll make new memories, and we'll have fun whatever we're up against."
[Aerith probably will hear him along with some rustling of fabric and one of the dressing room doors being shut. There's some grumbling and the rustling of fabric before it sounds like the dressing room door is opened again.
Aerith venturing out will find a certain warden dressed in the tightest miniskirt known to man hugging his thighs and basically toeing the line of indecency and the button up short sleeve is barely staying buttoned over his broad shoulders and chest. The man was wearing a sexy policewoman outfit that might not be quite his size.
Somehow he gets the feeling he was intentionally given a size too small.] How does anyone walk in something like this? [He tugs at the hem of the skirt to try and pull it down a little more.]
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Aerith Gainsborough ❖ Final Fantasy 7
There was a sudden sense of panic as she finds herself landing in the dark, plunging into the ice cold water with only the echoes off stone walls as her companions. Pulse thundering in her ears and her heart in her throat, for a moment Aerith scrambles to get her head above the water only to find it wasn't that deep at all. No one can see her clutching her chest, no one can tell how badly the chill of the water rattled her. No one can see her as she huddles and wills the trembling to stop before she rises to her feet.
She doesn't realize what she looks like, wading through the water, her white diamond mask hung around her neck and her pink gown weighed down by the water as she slogs through the cavern. The weight of the water has her thick hair plastered to her skin and hanging down her back in sodden curls that are heavy, her ribbons hanging limp. She also doesn't notice the faded marks and bruises peppering her skin, stark against the rest of her exposed flesh that was now ghostly pale from the cold. Some of them are broad bands, others look suspiciously like they were bitten into her, and others are just odd bruises. Most have faded, but considering the tentacles slithering through the water aiming for her bare leg...
II.a Alice and the Pira—Parrots. I mean Parrots. Adorable and Sexy
"Oh no, I look like Reno." She mutters, tugging at the blazer over a frilly lace bralette. This is what she gets for trying out something new because her last nice dress is sadly off to the laundry and she was hoping to wear something to impress. Impress who? A couple people, but at the moment she had to find something nice.
Shaking her head, she disappears back into the dressing room with a grumble before reappearing in a layered confection covered in lace, pintucks, ribbons, and bows, a massive matching bow with lace trim and crowded with flowers perched atop her hair as she twists to see the flounces and tiered ruffle bustle in the back. There's just something about the wide ruffled, lacey sleeves and lace wrist cuffs that has her grinning to herself. The petticoat makes the dress look huge, and she is clearly having the time of her life twirling in front of the mirror to make her curls bounce and her dress swoosh merrily around her knees.
Delighted, she returns to the dressing room with a giggle and a shake of her head. It was fun but no, no that was maybe a little too much. As fun as it was she knew it would be almost impossible to run in if she needed to. ...Then again, she might be convinced to save it for a special occasion.
The final outfit she finds is a chunky pink sweater dress with ribbons laced through it, beaming to herself as she fixes a pink bow into her hair to keep her curls out of her face. The sweater shows off her shoulders—and all the marks on them, faded as they are, there's at least two that look suspiciously like completely different teeth-marks—and hugs her slim figure and the flare of her hips, while the sleeves are slouchy and cover her hands so only her fingers peek out. She's paired it with cute stockings with a floral motif and comfortable ankle boots and seems fairly satisfied with her look.
Aerith can easily be distracted during her outfit changes, and is always open to suggestions from a charming companion...
II.b Erotic Encounters
"Some of these make me think of the Honeybee..." Aerith is looking at the costumes with an amused smile, and now she's curious, and without thinking she starts to rummage through the different costumes. Giggles erupt over the sexy bunny suit—"absolutely not" she says to herself just imagining how her bust would not be able to keep the top up—to a considering hum over a cat suit, and a long pause over a maid outfit that she regards with a long, thoughtful glance. But sure enough, she lets out a delighted yell when she finds something that was startlingly close to what she was looking for.
A sexy bee suit.
"Oh! Maybe they have a matching blazer!" Aerith grins to herself, the bee suit and its wings and stinger in her arms as she sets off looking for a gold and black suit to pair with it. Why? Why not! Maybe she likes the idea of matching with a partner.
III. Wildcard!
Did I miss a fun prompt you'd rather do instead of these? Would you rather do something different entirely? Feel free to bully the flower gremlin to your heart's desire, I love all CR!
IIb.
But...she was wrong about a lot of things. And Aerith was so much more worldly than she was.
She looks up at Aerith's delighted cry, eyes skimming over the suit and widening. That was sure a lot. Not that she doubted Aerith could make anything cute and fun.
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"You should have seen the look on Cloud's face when he came out after the honeybees had done his makeup. He was so pretty! We ran all over Wall Market getting him his outfit, he seemed really determined even if he was a little embarrassed. You know, the tiara was cute on him, but that purple dress with the big red bow wasn't really his colors! Maybe something in blue or black would've been better, I wonder if he liked dressing up?" Her hands go still on the clothes in the racks, a nostalgic smile settling into place as she sighs.
"Kinda feels like that was forever ago, huh?"
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She gives a guarded smile, shaking her head. "You guys really didn't need to come get me. I could handle myself, though, I was glad for the company. Cloud's hard to read sometimes. I don't know if he likes it."
But she knew he'd do things he didn't like to help her, and that meant something to her. Maybe they didn't know each other all that well, but the trust was there, between all of them. And that meant a lot, especially here.
"It really does feel like forever ago. Another life." She'd been here longer than she'd known Aerith, and a lot longer than Cloud had been back in her life. That was...weird.
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"I've seen you punch holes in Shinra weapons, I know you can take care of yourself. But that doesn't mean you have to do it alone, you know? It's okay to look out for each other, that's why we're a team." Then her expression turns mischeivous as she grins. "Besides, I don't think I've had nearly as much fun as I did when we knocked those guys out together."
At least not until they'd spent time together at the Saucer, but Aerith isn't sure if she should mention that, something holding her back. Instead, she playfully bumps against Tifa, letting her head rest on her shoulder for just a moment.
"We'll make some good memories together to make up for it, I promise."
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Aerith touches her arm, and Tifa's face goes taught. She's not mad at Aerith. She knows that. And she feels even worse for it as Aerith keeps talking. How could she think so negatively of someone who really wanted to be on a team with her? Especially when they hadn't known each other that long?
Tifa was in awe of Aerith, honestly. How could she be so warm and confident and giving?
She's still wide-eyed when Aerith bumps against her and leans her head against Tifa's shoulders. A month or two ago she wouldn't have known what to do with that, but now her heart skips a little, memories of...touching other girls warm on the surface.
"I...right." She gets her smile back under control; it isn't hard to feel warm with Aerith. "We'll make new memories, and we'll have fun whatever we're up against."
II.a
[Aerith probably will hear him along with some rustling of fabric and one of the dressing room doors being shut. There's some grumbling and the rustling of fabric before it sounds like the dressing room door is opened again.
Aerith venturing out will find a certain warden dressed in the tightest miniskirt known to man hugging his thighs and basically toeing the line of indecency and the button up short sleeve is barely staying buttoned over his broad shoulders and chest. The man was wearing a sexy policewoman outfit that might not be quite his size.
Somehow he gets the feeling he was intentionally given a size too small.] How does anyone walk in something like this? [He tugs at the hem of the skirt to try and pull it down a little more.]