Not to you

Amber came out from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. Her skin was flushed from the hot shower, and her hair was damp and disheveled. Alexander had already prepared a change of clothes for her and laid them out on the bed. A soft white t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, both of which looked far too comfortable.  She picked and  put on the t-shirt and the sweatpants, she couldn't help but notice how the clothes were far too big for her. The shirt swallowed her small frame, hanging off her shoulders like a cape, and the sweatpants pooled around her ankles. She felt like a child playing dress-up in her father's clothes, but she also felt cozy and comfortable in them.