Zoe wrinkled her nose and grinned when he ruffled her hair, "I'll try." she didn't know if she'd way her way out of the bathroom even.
She peeled her wet clothes off and left them to dry, wiping her body down. She hesitated but even her bra was soaked through, only thing she left on were her undies. She wasn't wearing a bandage on her side anymore, the bruise was mostly faded but there was sill an ugly mark from the bullet that would only fade in time.
After a few minutes she'd show up in the living room looking self conscious, looking down at the shirt that had the first couple of buttons undone with the sleeves covering part of her hands, "Are you sure you don't have any bottoms I can wear.." she tugged at the bottom of his shirt which fit her like a night shirt, the hem dropping till about mid thigh leaving her legs bare.