Blare’s P.O.V.
“Blare!! We’re leaving!”
I heard them shout and then followed by the sound of the door closing I looked at the window to see how far they were before changing to comfortable but good enough clothes so I won't look that silly in front of him.
"Why are you dressing up for him" I suddenly asked myself as I stopped surfing through my clothes "But it wouldn't be that bad to dress up to look presentable, right?"
Having the crisis with myself, it resorted to me wearing a pastel knitted vest with a black long sleeve turtle neck as the weather is quite cold then a beige sailor pants and for the shoes, I only wore rubber shoes so it would be comfortable walking.
"He would be there any minute" I mumbled as I looked at my watch as I headed down, I closed every window and door and locked the gate before finally leaving.