Vivian arrived at the designated pet area at the mansion. She was still in her pajamas, hair tied loosely behind her, toes reddened from the cold and exposed by her flipflops. She was granted access to the building and made her way down the narrow corridor, knocking once on the boys’ dormitory room.
Eric wasn’t dressed but not really in his pajamas, he was between the two his pants pajamas and his shirt was just put on when he got distracted. By the time he heard the knock he never got around to actually finishing getting dressed so he just had to work with what he had. Coming to the door he opened it and almost sighed in relief when she was also in her pajamas. “Hey, uh, come in…” he said holding the door open for her.