"Why don't we stay until you fall asleep?" Howard suggested.
Rayan agreed with the idea, then complained to Scott about being cold. He asked for his jacket. He didn't know where it was, but remembered wearing it to work last night. He started going on about how it was broken in just right and still smelled a little like Scott, but that Scott needed to wear it for a few days because the smell was wearing off and that he knew the jacket wasn't actually his but he hoped Scott would let him keep wearing it because he liked it so much.
Scott had a pretty good theory that that particular article of clothing didn't exist anymore. He looked over at Michael, who shook his head sadly and mimed scissors with his fingers cutting up an imaginary sleeve on his own arm. It stood to reason to thin
