[ he nods, it's true. he would whine. though he steals one last glance backwards in the mirror at himself. he looks p good what. ]
I suppose. [ he does his best to sound put upon, leaning forward to claim a tiny smack of a kiss. neither of them were overly keen on pda past this point, but he can't help himself the longer they spend together public or otherwise. ] Those have to be in my size, though. [ he points at her accusingly before backing back into the stall and changing back into his mangled t-shirt he'd come here in. ]