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Her smile died when she saw what he was wearing. That yellow hoodie. The one with a giant stag  on the back. Under that, an ordinary black shirt she'd have seen in him at least a thousand times. Old jeans and even older black Converses completed his look. Now, Arya wasn't vain. She never cared about how people look, that was a Sansa thing. But after seeing him dress up to those dates, she was a bit disappointed.

"What?"

"It's the first time you come to my house in weeks and that's what you wear?", she rolled her eyes and moved from the door, so he could enter the apartment.