“Barlow, get out Karina yelled, her voice a mix of timidity and annoyance. Barlow chuckled and stood up straight, tossing her a plastic bag.

“Put these on."

Could it be that he woke up early just to grab breakfast and new clothes for her?

As she looked at his retreating back, Karina caught a glimpse of herself, still covered by a quilt.

And yep, she was still very much in the buff. She needed to get dressed, and fast.

Sitting up, Karina inhaled deeply and peeked into the plastic bag.

"Don't look this way

Barlow laughed, "No need to be coy. I've already seen all there is to see." At that comment, Karina clenched her fist, wanting to wallop him.

But Barlow, despite his words, stayed still.

As Karina opened the bag, her eyes fell on a set of white underwear.

Did he seriously go out and buy this?

The idea of Barlow shopping for women's underwear struck her as odd,

A smile started to form on her lips as she remembered buying him underwear once, only for him to discard it. Her smile faded just as quickly.

She grabbed the underwear, tempted to toss it as he'd done to hers, But lacking any other clean options, she slipped it on.

It fit perfectly.

How did he know her size?

She wondered if he'd done this sort of thing for other women before. The thought made her a bit queasy.

Shaking off the feeling, she picked up the next item of clothing. Her eyes widened at the gaudy floral pattern.

These clothes looked like they'd been plucked from another era!

“You decent yet?" Barlow called out.

"No," Karina shot back, holding up the eyesore of an outfit.

“what is this? Didn't anyone ever teach you about taste?"