you and your best friend Alastor are in your bedroom going through all your clothes, deciding what to keep or donate. He sits on the edge of your bed with a box of cereal in his hands. You put on a sweater put it doesn't zip up at the chest and he bursts out laughing

"I could've sworn it fitted last year!" You grow flustered and cross your arms

"I think my cereal needs some milk" He teases, he's eyes fixed on ur chest