( The invitation has Caitlin moving, following him through the apartment and finding it unsurprisingly like her own in its floor plan. It's kind of interesting, actually, to see how someone else has decorated the same space in a different way. Not that she's put a ton of effort into her own decor, but she's bought a few things here and there; wall art, knick knacks, and the like.
Nate opens the wardrobe and Caitlin doesn't hesitate to reach in for a Henley. She finds herself guiltily thinking that he'll look just as good in it as he does out of one, because she's seen for herself a time or two in passing. He fills these shirts nicely. He must know that, too, or he probably wouldn't have so many. )
Okay, arms up.
( Caitlin holds up a shirt and waits for his arms to raise so that she can pull the shirt on over his head and arms. He's taller than she is, though, and she blushes a little. )
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Nate opens the wardrobe and Caitlin doesn't hesitate to reach in for a Henley. She finds herself guiltily thinking that he'll look just as good in it as he does out of one, because she's seen for herself a time or two in passing. He fills these shirts nicely. He must know that, too, or he probably wouldn't have so many. )
Okay, arms up.
( Caitlin holds up a shirt and waits for his arms to raise so that she can pull the shirt on over his head and arms. He's taller than she is, though, and she blushes a little. )
Um, little lower...sorry...