You rummage through and find three things that look about her size: a BIG pink t-shirt, red footy pajamas with black hearts on them, and a purple silk nightgown.
You snatch the nightgown up (duh) and head back to the room.
The shower has stopped, but no other noises.
"Uh... Purple-hair?"
"I'm toweling off."
"Oh, ok." You wait a minute, and she steps out of the bathroom, a yellow-white towel wrapped around her torso. It was a little small, and barely covered the important places. You hoped the nightgown would fit the same.
"I found something you can wear," you announce. You show her the nightgown, preparing for an explosion.
She looks at it, and smiles.
"Purple, my favorite color, thank you." She takes the gown from you and slips it on right in front of you. You swallow back some drool that started collecting in your mouth.
"So," she asks, "where are you sleeping?"
You laugh. "What? You're kidding right? There's only one bed!"
"Yes, and a couch."
"Well, I'm not sleeping on that couch!"
"Neither am I!"
You two stare at each other for a second.
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