Aryu had always been clumsy when it came to her clothes. Losing sweaters, pants, socks, everything. Usually, she'd lose it in the wash.

"Have you seen my shirt? Yknow, the one with the skull on it?" Aryu asked breathlessly, obviously looking for it before she came to you. Her eyes scanned the room, landing onto you,meaning the said shirt she'd been looking for.

She blinked. "Is this where my stuff goes? To you?" Aryu sighed, laughing despite the situation.

"Whatever. To be honest, I don't even want it anymore." She dismissed.