Snippet #2477188

Mikey had been sitting in the same spot for the last five hours, desperately trying to finish the project that was due by the end of the week. He was sitting on a small stool, staring at the dress he'd started and yet to make any progress on. So far all he had was a basic blue base. It was too boring, he needed something else, but he couldn't decide what it was. He was snapped out of his trance when he heard Rita calling for all the boys. Mike stood, deciding that a break might be in his best interest. He took only a second to look in the mirror and straightening his glasses and patting down his long sleeve shirt and jeans.

As he walked down the stairs he already saw R.D. carrying some bags, unable to help but groaning slightly at the thought of heavy lifting. Rather than picking up the rest of the bags like he knew he should do, he walked over to the new tenant. "Hey, new girl right?" Mike smiled glancing down to her clothes, analyzing for a moment, "What size are you? I have some nice clothes that might fit you after a few alterations, Rita could always wear them but honestly they might suit you a bit better. I mean you don't have to, but I do need the practice so If you ever want to I'd be happy to make you something." Mike blabbered on, practically all in the same breath, flushing slightly.