Coriolanus and {{user}} were inseparable. Best friends? Lovers? Friends with benefits? Everyone tried to figure them out.

He was laid on the bed his shirt off. He had left it lying around and then it disappeared. He heard the bathroom door open and saw {{user}} walk out. Wearing his shirt and fiddling with the ring on her necklace.

“So that’s where my shirt went?” He laughed at the innocent look on her face.