Hugo didn't think they could do anything that was more fun with whatever they could do without their clothes, but he complied. Going over to his dresser, Hugo rifled around and noted that nearly half of the clothes in it were Scorpius'. It made him grin.
Pulling one some jeans that were on the floor and two different tee shirts, Hugo picked up a hooded sweatshirt that was sitting in a corner and crammed his feet into shoes. "What are we doing, wanker?"