The girl momentarily glanced towards the door as she saw Caleb walk out. Once it was safely closed, she sunk even lower into the couch with an audible groan. As he re entered only moments later, her attention was drawn to the bag that he tossed at her feet.

"Oh, okay. Cool."

Lola picked up the bag, and wandered into the bedroom. As she shut the door, she leant against it momentarily and took a deep breath. Some of the clothes weren't really to her taste, and others just made her laugh out loud. Eventually, she found a pair of black skinny jeans, and a pale baby pink t-shirt that were vaguely her style. 

[i]This guys girlfriend must really love her stomach, none of the damn t-shirts reach the jeans.[/i]

Muttering to herself, she gathered all of her curls up into a loose bundle on the top of her head and glanced at herself in the mirror. The t-shirt stopped at her belly button, and showed the tiny black star tattoos that trailed along both of her hip bones. Throwing the clothes that were no good back into the bag, she walked back into lounge. 

"Here you go."

Setting the bag by Caleb, she went to refill her glass. 

"You want a drink or something?" 

With her back leaning nonchalantly against the counter, Lola waited for the ice machine to fill her glass.

"I'm guessing that TJs girlfriend likes her stomach, right? All the tops stop above the belly button." Lola wobbled the hem of the t-shirt with her fingers pointedly, with a slightly bemused look written across her features."Each to their own I guess."