[It was just a figment of her imagination. There's no way she saw what she saw. The position of the mirror must have skewed the perspective or something. And then he's there in front of her in pants that are too short and tight in all the wrong (or right, if she hadn't just met the guy) places!! She figured since he was thin, these would fit him the same way, but his body is wider than hers by a considerable margin... Whatever math it takes to understand how dimensions work, she clearly did not pass.
Still, at least he looks to be more comfortable than he was nude... Even though he clearly has no idea that he may as well still be with the way he's filling out her sweats. Like, yeah! Sure it could be worse but this is still pretty bad!!!!]
Wow! You're a lot longer than I thought! [WAIT, FUCK. Not like that!! She gestures, bringing one flattened and up and the other down to indicated the measured space between them.] L-like, height-wise! You're just! You're very tall. Wh-which I'm sure you know. Since. It's your body! [Nervous laughter as she steps out of the closet and closes the door behind her, keeping her attention above the metaphorical belt as best as she can.]
H-how are you feeling, by the way? Are you hungry or anything?
[Don't worry, Idia loses several inches by slouching over. Which is what he was already doing but he hunches just a bit more at that comment and starts fiddling with his hands.]
Yeah, I'm pretty aware, thanks... [He tugs a bit at the hem of the hoodie, trying to drag it down. It's not like he looked in the mirror but he can feel that it's not a great fit. And he's very very right to feel that way.] I don't... know about this.
Ah... Well. I... [Sigh. She didn't want to resort to this but this may be a little much for both of them.]
I do have some pants that belong to one of my guy friends if you wanna try that. He's almost as tall as you, so they'd work... But I didn't know how you'd feel wearing another guy's clothes...
[Judging her for something like that is barely a blip on his radar. She's a pretty girl, plus he's only loosely aware of what friends do with each other seeing as he's totally friendless. Idia makes a face at her. Is he pouty?]
I'm already wearing your clothes, that doesn't make more of a difference. [holds out his hand] Something that fits would be epic, thanks.
[That said he can feel his stamina draining second by second. The adrenaline of being woken up is wearing off and now leaving this room feels.... much less desirable. At least he wants to be comfortable.]
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Still, at least he looks to be more comfortable than he was nude... Even though he clearly has no idea that he may as well still be with the way he's filling out her sweats. Like, yeah! Sure it could be worse but this is still pretty bad!!!!]
Wow! You're a lot longer than I thought! [WAIT, FUCK. Not like that!! She gestures, bringing one flattened and up and the other down to indicated the measured space between them.] L-like, height-wise! You're just! You're very tall. Wh-which I'm sure you know. Since. It's your body! [Nervous laughter as she steps out of the closet and closes the door behind her, keeping her attention above the metaphorical belt as best as she can.]
H-how are you feeling, by the way? Are you hungry or anything?
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Yeah, I'm pretty aware, thanks... [He tugs a bit at the hem of the hoodie, trying to drag it down. It's not like he looked in the mirror but he can feel that it's not a great fit. And he's very very right to feel that way.] I don't... know about this.
[So, answer: feeling WEIRD]
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I do have some pants that belong to one of my guy friends if you wanna try that. He's almost as tall as you, so they'd work... But I didn't know how you'd feel wearing another guy's clothes...
[Please don't judge her okay—]
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I'm already wearing your clothes, that doesn't make more of a difference. [holds out his hand] Something that fits would be epic, thanks.
[That said he can feel his stamina draining second by second. The adrenaline of being woken up is wearing off and now leaving this room feels.... much less desirable. At least he wants to be comfortable.]