[ again, he indulges her, dropping the bag to the floor and pulling the jacket on over his shoulders. ]
[ it does fit, almost perfectly. it's loose enough that he can hide things in the pockets without a bulge, but not too loose that it flaps in the wind like a cape. zipping it up, he tugs on the sleeves, adjusting it as his smile finally breaks out, however small and restrained it is. ]
[ he holds out his arms. ] It fits. [ a beat. ] Why did you get me a jacket?
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[ it does fit, almost perfectly. it's loose enough that he can hide things in the pockets without a bulge, but not too loose that it flaps in the wind like a cape. zipping it up, he tugs on the sleeves, adjusting it as his smile finally breaks out, however small and restrained it is. ]
[ he holds out his arms. ] It fits. [ a beat. ] Why did you get me a jacket?