[ She watches him as she pulls the stolen hair tie around her wrist. Really, Snow's plan of not wearing clothes and staying in his room until things went back to normal could be one that Isaac suggests... Instead, she settles down next to him, trying very hard not to fall. Swinging beds are such a pain in the ass. She leans against his side, head resting against his shoulder as she thinks. ]

I could just stay naked. [ She looks up at him with a playful smile. Somehow she feels like Mr. Argent wouldn't appreciate that if he found out, or Scott for that matter... ] It's not the same when I'm a girl. [ Her hand finds his to sneak smaller fingers between his. Allison, fix it, she wants to be a boy again. A sigh makes that feeling rather blatant. ]

Where's that one skirt of yours - the pleated white one? [ Why does he even know the word pleated or what it means? And why is he so easy to settle on a skirt? At least he's not uncomfortable about his sexuality and that's obvious. ] I want that one.