Re: ONCE TORU MAKES HIS WAY BACK TO THE DORMS~
"No, it was Yamada..." Toru grumbled, before he could think about what he was saying. "...er, forget I said that."
He was surprised to see Noboru so flustered. Normally, his senpai would be mercilessly teasing him in these circumstances, but instead, he was accommodating and less-creepy. Between this fact and the fact that he was exhausted, cold, and well past having any adrenaline left from the fight with Kai's shadow, he began to change in the middle of the room.
Once the dress was off and Toru was able to put on comfortable, dry clothes, he got a better look at it. The garment was still wet to the touch, smelled like sea water, had suffered enough structural damage to look far more revealing than before and/or gnawed on by goats, was singed from the repeated lightning spells, and had stains both on the back where someone had smeared pain, and the front, where he'd been scraped on the rocks.
The wig, at least, was in better condition, though messy and now unbraided. The shoes were still in Paradise, though, and Toru's feet were scraped enough to prove it.
"Looks like I'm going to need a replacement, huh..."