Once they were done showering, the two tiptoed back into Jon's room, the sound of unabashed carnality a distant song best ignored.
Jon opened his closet only to groan loudly.
"What's the matter?" Karyn asked as she picked up her clothes from a pile. She made a sound, quickly dropping them in disgust. "Crap!"
Jon ignored the sound. "Seems that the dice changed fashion too." Jon said,, pulling out a shirt that was less a shirt and more of a harness.
Karyn eyed the mess of her clothes, noticing that they were very different from what she had been wearing.
"No worries, I'll just wish us decent clothes," Jon said, picking up the Stone.
"Wait, Jon! Phrase it properly, in this world decent might be very different and... Strange."
Jon stopped in mid-sentence, frowned, tried to wish again the stopped. Putting the Stone close to his chest, he said, "Karyn, I think that we have to wear these clothes or be, you know, called this world's idea of perverts."
