He chuckled, “We don’t want to get spotted do we?” He eyed Amelia’s white shirt, “Your pants work but you might want to change that shirt. I can wait.” He leaned against her doorframe and smiled a cocky grin. He and Amelia hadnt felt any awkwardness after their night together, and they both knew it wouldnt happen again. It just made them close friends.
Amelia nodded her head, running to her room, and grabbing a blank tank top. She threw it over, reaching for a black zip-up as well. “All black?” She asked, “or, can I get away with dark grey?”