It was a habit to pull his shirt on at night, she had hardly noticed as she glanced down after he commented on it. Shrugging, she ran her hand through her hair, working out some of the curls. "I sleep in it."

She plopped down on his bed after he headed out to go make them food, relaxing back against the pillows as she stared up at the ceiling, exhaling. It was nice, to be back here.