Taylor walked over to the closet and looked inside. He spotted a few pairs of dark gray sweatpants and a red t shirt. There was also a small white box, which must have contained the clothes that Ms. Renshaw had just given to him. Taylor reached his hand into the closet and grabbed the box, walking back across the room to give it to Ms. Renshaw.
"These should fit you better than these jeans, Taylor" Ms. Renshaw explained.
Taylor nodded.
"Thank you" he said. "I guess I'll take these then"
He picked up the box and went back into the closet. He pulled the pants off the hanger and slipped them on. As soon as he put on the shirt, he felt instantly better. The sweatpants were a bit too short, but the sweatshirt itself was big enough to hang on him comfortably. Once he had finished dressing, h
