"Is that my shirt?"
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“Oh.”
That was all Mei-Rin could say. Because she had stolen this shirt from the laundry room just to have a part of Sebastian, something that would have his scent, just for herself. And whenever she felt lonely, she just pulled it on, curled up somewhere, and imagined he was embracing her.
In one of those situations she was caught by no-one else but Sebastian himself. She really did not know what to say.
“Yes... yes, it is,” she muttered, knowing there was no point in lying. Whose else would this shirt be? Besides, she couldn’t even lie; he would notice that at once. “But I... of course, I’ll wash it and return it to you... i- if you only want...”











