"Oh, so that's where my hoodie went."

Alex's voice rang out into the hall, a hint of amusement in his tone. His eyes scanned Bri and a small smirk tugged at his lips as he pulled open the door to his apartment, stepping aside to let his friend in. Bri looked down to the clothes they were wearing, faintly confused as they stepped into the room. Before they let the house that morning, they had pulled on a larger, slightly beat-up grey hoodie.

"This is yours?" Bri asked with a light laugh, "It was in my washing!"

Alex had shut the door, clicking the latch. He stepped past Bri with a chuckle, being sure to glance down as he passed.

"Oh really? And I'm supposed to believe that why?" he teased as he walked into the living room, expecting Bri to follow.