After rummaging through Soleil's humongous walk in closet, I randomly grabbed whatever my hands decided to pick up.
The next thing I knew, I was already wearing a faded baggy jeans, and a green knitted cardigan with a tucked plain white shirt underneath it.
"Comfy.", I muttered before slipping my feet inside the brown sneakers I saw somewhere around the corner.
I decided to twirl Sol's silky hair into a low messy bun, and since she has an annoyingly poor eyesight, I had no choice but to wear her round glasses. "I could have worn contact lenses like how she usually does if I was a little bit less lazy, but what can I do, indeed."
I stood up and yawned.
Staring at nowhere, I thought, '...what the hell am I supposed to do now?'
I looked at the whatever wrist watch I was wearing and saw its hands pointing at [9:56].
"I should probably go down and wait for her?", I said before leaving Sol's bedroom, snatching her phone in the process.
I glanced at the three people and muttered a — "I'll be going." before going inside the elevator. 'What. I, at least, have manners.?'