"I will let you get changed. When you are done, you come meet me outside", he said while I just nodded.
He turned his back and walked away through the door. I opened the bag and took out an old piece of white tee shirt, maroon sweat, hoodie and a plain flip-flop.
I could still perceive his scent from the clothes, but it was obvious he hadn't worn it for a while now.
The clothes won't obviously be Henry's size anymore, but at the same time; it didn't look like it would fit me perfectly either.
My hunch was right after all. His tee shirt was hugely oversized on my body, and his sweats hung low on my waist. He hoodie fell below my mid thigh, and even the flip-flop were my perfect size, although I could still walk with them.
I couldn't help but wonder when was the last time he wore this c
