Rose slipped her bra out of her sleeve in that physics-bending way that women manage whilst still wearing their shirts, and tossed it in the laundry bin.
"I'm not staying in that thing just so you can concentrate on chatting." she said, teasing. "You try wearing one of those all night long."
She kicked off her shoes before sitting next to him on the bed. "What's up?" That sounded so strange in her hybrid accent.