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Ralsei rummages through the closet filled with soft fabrics, eyebrows knitted and biting their lip. The dresses and skirts are nice, truly, but she sort of wishes that there was at least one that wasn't christmas themed or slathered in red, green, and white or patterned like a candy cane. All of them looked about the same as Noelle's sweaters, which were equally fitting to her house's general theme, and she had maybe 100 or more of.
The doe herself sits criss-cross-applesauce besides Ralsei, hunched over before sighing, "um, sorry. About everything being christmas themed."
"It's alright," says Ralsei, her paws latching onto one of them and pulling it out of the closet a little. It's maybe the least christmas-y one, a simple, white skirt that would reach their ankles. They turn to Noelle and smile, "again, thank you for letting me take one of these!"
"Oh, you can take as much as you want- I need room for, uh, clothes that… aren't red and green, fahaha. My mom said I might get some on my birthday, um, so I've been- I've been thinking about donating some of these anyways."
Ralsei nods, and asks, "can I try this one on?"
"Of course-! Um, you know where the bathroom is, right?"
Ralsei nods again as they start to stand up, stretching her legs as she wanders outside Noelle's room, searching for wherever the bathroom is. Noelle stands up as well, leaning against her closet as she waits for the princess to come back.
About a handful of minutes, Ralsei comes back through the door. She's still wearing the pink and white striped sweater that Toriel knitted for them, except now with the white skirt.
"Honestly, I haven't really worn skirts yet… I mean, I've worn dresses, just not, like, um, a half-dress."
"Don't worry, you look nice! Oh, wait-" Noelle suddenly scrambles to rummage through the lower drawer of the closet before pulling out a light pink ribbon. "Mind if I put this on you?"
"Oh, no, I don't mind."
Noelle trots over and reaches up to one of their horns, a slightly brighter pink than the shiny ribbon. After a small moment, she pulls back, reaching into her pocket to grab her phone. Noelle pulls up the camera app and flips it around so Ralsei can use it like a mirror.