"I really doubt there would have been anything to make fun of," Kiley said, stretching her arm against the back of the couch again before pressing her cheek against it. She was tired, and had a feeling she would sleep really well later, as long as They left her alone. Kiley wasn't looking forward to tomorrow at all. It scared her, even, though she didn't want to admit it. Maybe that was why she was still sitting on Chase's couch. It felt like the minute she got up to leave, the comfort would be gone. She wouldn't feel safe anymore like she did in his room.
A small smile played at her lips. "I like the idea of getting to wear the clothes that are won. The tank top you gave me before is super comfortable. And I would wear all your clothes around the house like a trophy."