Shirts and Skins. [rp with leavemea_lone]
Turns out May wasn't exaggerating when she said all her clean clothes were baggy. If "clean clothes" meant "amazingly oversized Spider-Girl shirt", that is... and not much else. So she wasn't kidding about the shirts and skins thing.
"Isamu?" She calls out, checking her PIN to make sure she has the coordinates right. ('Cause, wow, would it be embarrassing if she accidentally ended up in the Nexus or something right now - jeez, she really should've grabbed a pair of jeans.) "Just so you know, if you gave me the wrong coordinates, and I'm like three seconds from showing up like this in public, horribly violent things will happen and I won't hold myself responsible for them."
How would she explain that, anyway? 'I just took a wrong turn while going to play... basketball? With my friend. I'm shirts, he's skins?' Yeah, right.
"Isamu?" She calls out, checking her PIN to make sure she has the coordinates right. ('Cause, wow, would it be embarrassing if she accidentally ended up in the Nexus or something right now - jeez, she really should've grabbed a pair of jeans.) "Just so you know, if you gave me the wrong coordinates, and I'm like three seconds from showing up like this in public, horribly violent things will happen and I won't hold myself responsible for them."
How would she explain that, anyway? 'I just took a wrong turn while going to play... basketball? With my friend. I'm shirts, he's skins?' Yeah, right.