He finished getting dressed while Mandy was in the bathroom, then straightened the bed covers. There wasn't much point, considering the official plan for the day, but it was habit. His memory wasn't the best, but some things were just ingrained.
"No, there's a few left, I think," he said, leaning against the wall and watching as she started digging through his wardrobe. Neville leaned over and grabbed a jumper from the basket of clean laundry and tossed it to her. "Here's the one you like, love."
Neville went into the bathroom and took care of the necessities, and when he came out, he headed into the kitchen.