#and Smiler getting their own dirty clothes dumped on them are new XD

[victorluvsalice]

Valicer Not-Incorrect Quotes, Clothing (And No Clothing) Edition

Victor: [knocking on Smiler’s door, having dropped by their place with Alice] Hey, Smiler? Are you in?

Smiler: [muffled, from behind the door] Oh, yeah! Give me just a moment!

Victor: Oh, it’s okay, take your time, I didn’t mean to --

Smiler: [opens door, revealing they’re in a yellow crop top and short blue-yellow-and-orange patterned shorts] It’s good! You just caught me in the middle of yoga.

Alice: You do yoga?

Smiler: [grinning and stretching] Yeah! Great way to stay limber, I’ve found! And there’s all sorts of interesting poses out there! I could show you a few if you want!

Victor: [eyes riveted to Smiler’s exposed abs, slowly going more and more pink] I -- um -- y-yes, sure. I-i-if you like. Yes.

Alice: [hiding a laugh] Yes, why not? You will have to factor in the risk of Victor’s head exploding, of course. . .

Victor: [manages to rip his eyes away from Smiler long enough to glare at her]

--

Smiler: [talking to Victor through a dressing-room curtain] Come on out! I wanna see how you look!

Victor: [anxiously from the other side] I’m not so sure about this one, Smiler. . .

Alice: [sitting on a nearby bench] I’m sure it won’t be a complete disaster.

Smiler: It’ll be fine! You need to get some more color into your wardrobe anyway, and this is as good a place as any to start!

Alice: It would be nice to see you in something not black or charcoal-gray.

Victor: O-okay, but I don’t think this is the suit for me. . . [emerges to reveal himself dressed in a bright yellow suit]

Smiler:

Alice:

Victor: [shaking his head] Just say it.

Smiler: Okay, fine, you look like a banana, but I like bananas --

--

Victor: [from his own room on a very hot day] Ugh, I can’t believe how bloody warm it is. . .listen, do you two mind if I don’t -- fully dress before I come out?

Smiler: [lounging on Victor’s couch with a magazine] Yeah, not a problem! Do whatever you have to to feel comfortable!

Alice: [sitting with them, half-melted into the cushions] Exactly. Turn into a liquid if it helps.

Victor: [little chuckle] I don’t think I’ll have to go that far. . .I hope. [emerges from his room naked from the waist up, running his fingers through his hair] Ugh, we are definitely going to have to have something cool for lunch.

Smiler: [looking up, prepared to answer -- stops dead as they see Victor in all his half-naked glory]

Smiler: [stares for a moment, then roughly elbows Alice]

Alice: [sits up, with a soft noise of protest at the elbowing -- which dies as she gets a full eyeful of Victor]

Victor: [still puttering around] I suppose we can have a salad, I know I have lettuce in the fridge, but do I have anything to go with it. . .and Smiler, I too am tempted to just have ice cream, but. . .I. . .

Victor: [trails off as he realizes both Smiler and Alice are staring at him]

Victor: [reflexively tries to cover himself a bit, going pink] Oh, I’m -- s-sorry, I know I h-haven’t -- that w-we haven’t -- if I’m m-making you u-un-uncomfortable, I can put on a s-shirt --

Alice: [much too quickly, bright pink] No no no, it’s fine, you’re absolutely fine, you don’t have anything to be ashamed of --

Smiler: [also pink, still staring] You need never wear clothes again.

Victor: [really blushing now] I think other people would o-object to that.

Alice & Smiler: [simultaneously] Other people are dumb.

--

Smiler: So, you’ve seen me and Victor’s abs. Any chance we’ll get to see yours?

Alice: I don’t really have any. . .plus, I tend to be a little anxious about disrobing in front of others. [touches her shoulder] Burn scars and all. Don’t really have any on my stomach, admittedly, but. . .

Victor: We’re not forcing you into anything you don’t want to do, Alice, I promise. You show only as much of yourself as you’re comfortable.

Smiler: Yeah, exactly. Sorry if I came off as pushy.

Alice: No, it’s fine, I know you. [pause] Which is why I also know that, if I do show you my belly, you’re likely to blow a raspberry on it.

Victor: [snorting] She’s got you there.

Smiler: Curse my easily-readable nature.

--

Smiler: [on a video chat with their other friends, after the trio have all moved in together] So, then I told them that it was fifty cents extra to --

Victor: [passes by and drops a t-shirt on their head]

Alice: [follows up with a pair of pants and some socks]

Smiler: . . .sorry, I think I’ve just been informed to stop leaving my dirty clothes on the bathroom floor.

Victor: [calling back] The hamper is right there!