So I’m hosting a Chinese exchange student for the year, and she came in last night at midnight, so I was asleep (trying to get back on a regular sleep schedule, you know?), and this morning she gave me a gift.
- It’s a mug
- When you put hot liquid in it
- It changes from solid black
idk why wearing someone else’s shirt or sweater or jacket is so satisfying and comforting but it is
but not as satisfying as seeing someone else wearing your jacket or sweatshirt. like. wow. they’re wearing my sweatshirt. and it’s cute as fuck.
the bond between the person wearing someone else’s clothes and the person whose clothes they are wearing is strong