"Something smells funky in here." Blair walked back into the hospital room, casually tossing her handbag onto the bed as her eyes swept over it, her expression playful.
"Cough, don't worry about it, just open the window and it'll clear up," Ethan replied, turning his head away, although it was aimed at the aunt's high heels where some semen had been accidentally shot.
There's always a bit that ends up outside.
"Did mom come by?" Blair asked, taking off her sports jacket to reveal a sailor suit and a plaid skirt underneath.
"I rarely see you in this outfit." Ethan's gaze lingered on her thighs,Emily always wore a sailor suit and plaid skirt whenever she came.
Her slightly protruding chest accentuated the cuteness of a young girl.
But this uniform on Blair was a far cry from cute,she leaned more towards a cool, handsome, older sister vibe.
On her, the uniform looked like a cool, mature woman trying to look younger.