"What have you thought of this time?" Quinton said as an all too familiar shine appeared in his sister's eyes.
"They want to get a rise out of us right? So what if... nothing was wrong?" Clarissa suggested.
"What do you mean?" Quinton asked not quite understanding what she was getting at.
"What could be more normal than Julie and Vanessa, wearing their normal clothes?" Clarissa strategically mentioned.
"Oh I see what you're getting at." Quinton realized.
"Quinton and Clarissa have not started this war yet." Clarissa said, once again mimicking Julie's voice. "Exactly, nothing has happened at all." Quinton said doing his best to mimic Vanessa.
"There are so going to hate this." Clarissa grinned.
"They probably will, but how long do you have to keep this up?" Quinton asked.
"Not sure, until they break I suppose." Clarissa said.
"That could take forever though." Quinton said a bit annoyed at the thought. "Remember, nothing is wrong at all." Clarissa smiled back as they each checked out "their" luggage.
Clarissa checked out Julie's baggage and unsurprisingly, it contained a variety of small clothes including a lot of shorts, skirts, t-shirts, dresses etc. which were mostly dominated by the color pink, some white and a somewhat limited array of other colors as well. It also included several swimsuits which were not too revealing as she wasn't quite developed enough to want to show off her body like that. That being said, all of her clothes were fitted for a warm climate so there was very little in terms of jeans or long sleeved tops to choose from.
Quinton checked out Vanessa's luggage and was met with a bit of a different sight. Unlike Julie who was girly, but still young, Vanessa was a nice looking young woman who didn't mind to dress a bit more scantily. The luggage consisted of mostly very short skirts, shorts and dresses with a variety of crop tops and anything that would turn the heads of any cute boys. She brought pretty much exclusively bikini's for swimwear which wasn't very surprising either.
"So what do you think of my idea?" Clarissa asked.
"...." Quinton responded.
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