He doesn't want to leave her, but he needs clean clothes. Clothes that don't remind him of yesterday, holding Pam whose body was shaking uncontrollably as she sobbed into his old basketball t-shirt. This used to be his favorite shirt, now he's not so sure.
He tells her he'll be twenty-five minutes max, he says they should make it interesting, it's a seven-minute drive there and seven minutes back, which gives him five minutes to shower, and 5 minutes to pack. She's says there's no way, but she loses. In fact, he's back within twenty-four, he says even twenty-four minutes was way too long, he said he missed her too much. It's so cheesy, and she so loves it.
She takes a shower while he makes them breakfast, she comes out in a new pair of pjs, and Pam in pjs might be the best thing he's ever seen. He loves that they match, last night's ensemble a pair of pants, with one of those cute long sleeve button up shirts, warm and flannel. These are cute little satin shorts, with a matching short sleeve satin button up shirt, they're pale pink and he's convinced she's trying to kill him.
He's got a new clean pair of sweats on and a different t-shirt and her current life goal is to see him in every pair of sweats he owns because he's casual, and calm, and his still damp shower hair gives her all the feels. She simmers up behind him placing a kiss below his shoulder, he swings around to catch her lips in a quick kiss before joining her at the table for breakfast.