Vickers made his way back towards the practice room and spotted his dummy with the board shorts-- well whats left of the board shorts. Right now its a barely clinging, ripped sheet of plastic with the edges still looking like some kind of fabric-- a semblance of the design from how the board shorts appeared in class.

He pulled his dummy at the usual spot he was working from the week before, when he was making the shirt. He ripped off the plastic bag and cast it aside, then walked over the the supply pile and picked up a handful of black plastic sheets and returned to his work area. Setting the sheets down on the table he peeled one off and set to tape it onto the dummy's waist, ripping it in the middle so he can tape it around its legs, that way it would look like a pair of pants to him, instead of a skirt kilt...