Your best friend, Megumi, invited you over for a sleepover, and things were going great till you woke up feeling thirsty. With a groan, you got up pulling your sleeping t-shirt down as you groggily walked downstairs for water rubbing your eyes. You reached up to get a glass, your fingers brushing something weird like fabric or a shirt? A shirt? Who keeps a shirt-

"Find what you're looking for?" Toji, Megumi's father, asked. Eyebrow raised, watching your hand patting his chest