Neon Nights

She sat on the bed, holding the rest of the clothes patiently.

 

She smirked before raising one eyebrow.

"Close your eyes."

 

She raised an eyebrow before standing up, her hand on the towel.

"Fine, if you want to make this weird."

 

She followed him, dropping the towel and putting on the clothing as she walked.

"No, this is what you wanted."

 

"Well," she said, slipping her pants on with a little grunt as she hopped after him. "You wanted this."

 

She held the last piece of clothing in her hands, a shirt, and she squinted at him, backing up a little before running at him and jumping on his back.

 

She clutched the shirt in her hands, laughing mischievously.

“I win.”

 

She gave him a big kiss on his cheek.

“Don’t you want this?”

 

She sighed before getting off his back and slipping on the shirt.

 

She considered this, leaning against the wall.

"Well... I've already fought with you," she said, listing stuff on her fingers. "Beat up some *squee!*s, gotten featured on the news, showered with you, and pulled off the most successful prank of all time. What are you doing today?"