Chris grumbled to himself as he entered his sister's room. He didn't care how many clubs Jenny was busy with, Mom shouldn't make him pick up her dirty laundry. He hated coming into this trainwreck of a room.
Half the time he couldn't even tell what was clean or dirty in here!
"Uniforms, street wear, gym clothes..." he groaned, "come on sis, why are you like this..."
Whilst he was cleaning he came across a garment he hadn't seen before...
"Huh... a school swimsuit?" He didn't even know their school HAD swimsuits... weirdly enough, it looked like it would fit him...
That was an odd thought. Why would he want to wear this stupid thing...? He couldn't do that... could he?
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