Scarf: Character A or B stealing clothes from the other.
"Have you seen my blue shirt?"
"Which one dear? You have a million of them."
"The one that looks like it has frost on it."
Jamie's mother thought for a moment. "No, I haven't seen that one for a while. Did you look under your bed?"
"Not yet. Thanks Mom." He said with a smile before he went back to his room.
He found his shirt the minute he through the doorway to his room. Jack was sprawled out on his bed, wearing the shirt and using his hoodie like a baby blanket. Jamie rolled his eyes and poked his friend in the side. Jack smacked his hand then rolled over, saying something that sounded like 'leave me 'lone. Few more minutes.'
Jamie giggled quietly as he knew that he hadn't been completely asleep. "Jack." He waited a minute and when he didn't get an answer he tried again.
"What?" Was the muffled reply.
"Why are you in my clothes?"
It was a long time before Jack answered. Jamie thought that he had really gone to sleep this time.
"It was soft."
Jamie laughed and patted the teen gently on the back.
"You can keep it then."
He saw Jack snuggle into the sheets he was laying on and heard a hum of thanks as Jack drifted back into a doze.
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