Calming myself down, I go over to one of Dr. Sean's bar stools and plop myself down. I look up to see them all slack-jawed, their eyes glazed over. That's disconcerting. 

I wave my hand, " You guys alright?"

         They all blink and kind of shake their heads, trying to get out of whatever stupor they were in. I have to hold in my laughter at their synchronized reaction. I let out a huge, exaggerated sigh, and turn towards Meanie. 

         "I guess that I can wear this. It's only for tonight, and it is pretty comfy. But I do want all of my other clothes back. Like I said, that's all I have to wear until-" I stop myself from mentioning Wil just yet. I was starting to feel more and more like a fool for coming up with this plan. We hadn't met for so long, and what if he had moved? Actually, I didn't even know where I was right now. I would have to ask later. I pinch my leg under the breakfast bar and get back on track, not noticing their shared look at my hesitation, " Anyway. I want them back." 

           I look to Dr. Sean, plucking the shirt away from my body for emphasis, "And thanks for letting me borrow your clothes."

           He bursts into laughter-once again- leaving me confused. Chocolate-eyes/peeping tom/Luke is smirking, mirth evident in his eyes. Meanie looks at the floor, admiring his-admittedly cool looking-shoes. The longer I look, the more his blush becomes evident. I look to the others, a question on my lips, but before I can say anything, Meanie quickly turns around and starts to walk towards a part of the apartment that I hadn't seen yet, muttering something that I'm sure was littered with expletives.  

           Dr. Sean regains control of himself enough to spout out the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard, " Oh, Pookie! Those were Gabe's clothes! I guess he wanted to see you in them."

           My brain works overtime trying under stand his statement, but finally I have to give up and just cock my head questioningly at him, " Why...would he want that?"

           Luke looks at Sean with incredulity plastered on his face, and Sean just looks back at him, nodding in a resigned fashion. What?

            Luke looks over to me now, "Sang, Sugar, why wouldn't Gabe want to see a gorgeous girl in his clothes? That's kinda every guy's dream." 

            Now my face is plastered with incredulity, my eyes going wider than they're probably supposed to. 

            "I-but-what." I have to physically shut myself up with a hand over my mouth to stop the babbling that's coming out. Their words are slowly soaking into my poor, overloaded brain, and my cheeks have, once again, caught fire. 

             Before I can embarrass myself any further, Meanie comes back into the room, holding my clothes, a look of distaste on his face. 

             "Fuck, Trouble. It was bad enough looking at this shit the first time, but now it's making me depressed. You, are going shopping with me. Tomorrow. You only have one pair of jeans, ONE. How can anybody live like this, I mean fuck-" 

               Meanie's ranting was cut of by Dr. Sean, "Gabe, we can talk about that later. I think Pookie here needs some sleep, now. She was injured earlier today." 

               Giving Dr. Sean a glare, Meanie tsk's his agreement. They all look at each other, before seemingly coming to an conclusion. Meanie walks towards Luke, who is standing the closest to the door. He tells me again, to expect a shopping trip, while Luke pleads with me to not think of him as a peeping tom, claiming he would change his first impression. I just smiled and shook my head, a yawn escaping my lips. I really was tired. 

Sorry, it's kind of short this time, but Sang needed her sleep!  Thanks to @9CorazonesOcultos and @7angelread for the awesome comments, votes, and encouragement!