Aria glanced at me, guilty and rushed, her lips still kiss-bruised. "You can… um, take a shower if you want. Bathroom's right there. I'll find you something to wear."
"I don't need—" I started, but her glare cut me clean off.
The kind that said don't argue with me, Roman.
I lifted a hand in defeat. "Fine."
She nodded, already moving toward her closet. A minute later she turned, holding up… fabric. Bright, pink fabric.
A hoodie. Neon pink. With a giant Hello Kitty printed across the front. Sweatpants to match.
She looked almost shy as she held them out. "These might fit. I bought them for myself but they were too big. Still wore them a few times because… why not? But on you they should be fine."
I took the clothes from her slowly, staring down at the ridiculous cartoon cat face smiling up at me. My lips pressed into a flat line.
They wouldn't fit. At best, the hoodie would stop mid-torso, the sweatpants wrapping awkwardly around my ankles.
