She did appreciate the offer, but truth be told, Abby wouldn't be Abby without the bondage skirts and skull themed striped shirts or the ridiculously high platform patent leather boots. Her slothing was a part of her being and with such little she had, Abby didn't want to lose herself.
"I'll talk to him about it this weekend," she said.
Gibbs...how can I describe him? she wondered, not sure where to start. "He's a former Marine," she said before giving a croaked smile and imitating him. "'There's no such thing as a former Marine, Abs.'"
Chuckling, she went on. "He's someone you know you can trust completely the first time you meet; someone who never let's you down and even if you think he did, you'll find out you were wrong," she said, remembering the one year he missed her birthday dinner. "He's Gibbs."