Xaviers!

As It wasn't until he was about to knock on Chisaki's door that Leo thought that he should have texted to make sure she was actually there. As it was too late for that, he knocked anyway.

No response.

Chisaki had given him the impression she was there most of the time, but she definitely wasn't here now.

He sighed and brought out his phone to awkwardly fat-finger a text to her.

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came to pick up the clothes but u no there. u at point?

Thankfully, the response took just a few minutes.

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"My apologies, no. I could be there in fifteen minutes however. Is that alright?"

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"Do not worry, I told you it was okay. I will be there soon."

True to her word, Chisaki made it there quickly. Thirteen minutes to be precise.

"Aya! i am so sorry!" She replied. She was dressed... like a normal person, in jeans and a plain coloured tee, and a set of aviators that were standard , dull greys.

Strange.

"Don't worry about it," he said.

"Did I... interrupt somethin'?"

"Ah no, not really. Colette can handle it I think."

"That's good," he answered, deciding more detail was none of his business. Also, he was getting anxious to see his custom duds.

"Come in then." She replied, leading Leo into her dorm and beginning to dig around in a pile of plastic totes which probably held her own clothes judging by the colours of fabric inside.

Following her in, he said, "I didn't realize 'til I got here how much I'm looking forward to seein' what you cooked up for me."

"Hopefully you will not be disappointed. There are only so many options available to people with haunches." She observed, pulling a box free and inspecting through the see through plastic.

"Yes, this is it." She said, popping the lid off and laying it at Leo's feet for him to sift through.

Leo might recognize the style of pants inside the tote as what was generally called 'sarouel' pants, a style of pants common in Persian culture, but sewn with modern twists and inclusions such as pockets, zippers and buttons and made out of fabrics like denim and heavy duty cottons. She even made a pair in plaid printed tweed that would definitely be Dr.McCoy approved.

His tops were slightly less exciting though still noteworthy, with the addition of a matching sport coat to his tweed pants and yes, a very sizable tan dress shirt and even a matching silk tie with a paisley print. Leo could now go to a wedding, funeral, or on a date he really couldn't afford to be on... Perhaps Ainsley was paying.

Almost everything was black and tan, though the 'jeans' were a dark blue hue that didn't clash with his body fur.

Leo stood speechless for a moment before grinning.

"Oh man, Lee is gonna flip when he sees me walk up in these," he beamed.

"Ah! Your boyfriend... yes?"

"Yeah," he smiled, "And it rocks that now I can look all nice when we get around to an actual date."

"Well I am glad I could help you." She replied, yawning widely as she sat on her bed.

"You can keep that box if you like."

While inspecting one of the pairs of pants, he asked, "You sure you won't want it back?"

"I am sure. I will likely need to purge many things for the return home."

"Oh? Goin' home for the summer?"

"Yes." She replied.

It was mostly true.

"What about you?"

The big guy was clearly trying to hide a pang of sadness as he said, "Nowhere to go. This place is all the home I've got."

"These places are the best homes. You have chosen a good one." She assures, smiling warmly at him as she did.

In her 'naked' state, she was much easier to read.

"I haven't been here that long but already it feels more like home than anywhere I've been in a long time."

"It will grow on you. After the four years, you will not want to leave."

"I expect I won't," he smiled.

"So, uhh... want me to go try one of these outfits on and tell you how they fit?"

"Yes, definitely do. It never hurts to make sure my measurements are correct.

Feel free to use the restroom."

"Be right back then," he nodded before leaving the room with the box.

It took him a little longer than the typical boy, but he returned some time later wearing a pair of sporty dark tan sarouel pants and a dark gray top with a slightly lighter paisley pattern on the sleeves.

"God damn these pants are comfortable," he grinned.

"Ah! Look at how dapper you are!" Chisaki replied. She had changed out of her civies into a Gloomy Bear kigurumi.

"Literally no one has ever called me dapper," he chuckled.

"Dig the murderbear jammies."

"It is a good word. I have learned it from Benson-Senpai's-" She paused for a moment.

"From Benson-Senpai."

"Yeah, that tracks. It's a very British word. And he's gotta dress nice 'cause that's all the image he's got."

"For that matter, it's definitely a good thing I don't have to dress like a slob anymore."

"Image?" She asked, clearly a bit confused why what Leo meant.

"Yanno, 'cause he's invisible. A clean shave and a suave haircut isn't gonna cut it for him."

"Ahh. I see." She replied, clearly having thought he meant something else.

"You will be the best dressed cat on campus. Besides Dr. McCoy."

"Yeah, I'm never gonna be that fancy. Don't even really wanna be. But that doesn't mean I don't wanna look good."

"So... thanks for that. And maybe next time I'll find a way to commission you properly."

"Oh, do not worry about that.

You will be part of my portfolio when I go public, identity removed of course. But your things."

"Cool. Going for the abnormal anatomy market or just as examples of your capabilities?"

"I want to design for our kind for a living." She replied.

"It is a market untapped, and a void that needs to be filled."

"Totally. I know there are plenty of people in Lambeth who would appreciate affordable clothing options."

"Do you really think so?" She asked, obviously thinking it over.

"It would be nice to live in London I think. Eee-" She paused again.

"- Benson-Senpai seemed to have preferred it."