He freezes, suddenly a chuckle is heard from the doorway, Holly stands there, eyes alight with amusement. James bursts out laughing, ruffling Tirou's hair in amusement. "Very funny, I meant like in a drawer or something." He chuckles.

He doesn't seem to understand why this is funny. "U-um..."

Suddenly Holly hits her brother in the back of the head, glaring at him. "It's alright Tirou." She says softly, picking up the socks and opening the drawers until she finds the one with socks in it. "This is what he meant." She says, setting them in it before softly closing the drawer.

"O-oh.. Ok.."

She smiles at him, hugging him gently before glaring at her brother as she leaves the room, going to lay back down.

He looks down awkwardly at the socks he's already wearing. They have a few holes and have clearly been through a lot of wear, and they're much too small for him.

James tosses him an extra pair, "Put them on then throw... those away." He says, glaring at Tirous socks in disgust.

He quietly begins taking them off, his face turning red in embarrassment.

Suddenly Holly is in front of him, her hair in a bun and wearing a white tank top and leggings. She holds out her hands for his socks, the other hand holding the black Nike socks.

He silently gives her the old socks.