It should have been a comical sight. Ben, trapped in a shirt that wasn't his own trying to tell Jacob the whole thing may have been a dream. Jacob just couldn't muster up the energy to laugh. Instead, he just tilted his head as he watched his friend emerge from the shirt and look between the one he was wearing and his own. "Yeah... but you can have it. I have others." He said, trying to give as noncommittal of a shrug as possible.
Jacob didn't move to get another shirt. Not while Ben was around and half dressed. Even if his favorite human had seen everything last night they'd both been drunk so it didn't count. He looked up at the sound of Ben's voice and waited. The silence between them was awkward and new but Jacob couldn't figure out how to fill it.
This time he let out a soft huff of laughter at the question. It was awkward but it managed to break through the silence and make things feel a little more normal. "Usually." he said, wrapping the blankets around him and scooting to the end of the bed. "Why? You thinking of inviting me to join you?"