The team was in the briefing room, casually waiting for you. You had accidentally slept past your alarm, and you picked the first thing in your closet. A real tight sweater. And I mean tight. It showed off EVERYTHING, your figure and your chest. Well, it was a turtleneck. You frowned when you noticed, but you put a jacket it over it, maybe it wouldn’t look too noticeable.

Normally you wouldn’t be so opposed to wearing this, but it was your coworkers you’d be wearing this around. You finally got into the office and walked over to your desk to set down your things.

“I look so horrible right now.” You thought, then shook it off and walked into the briefing room, only to be bombarded with stares and questions on where you were. You explained you slept past your alarm.

“Are you.. wearing a really tight sweater?” Emily asked as she crossed her arms across from you. You froze and shifted to, very noticeable, try and fix your jacket so nothing showed.