Where had these shirts come from, anyway? Nobody in his family wore anything like that. He thought about going shirtless, but he had no idea who was out there. He turned around, and saw another t-shirt hanging on the back of the door. He inspected the front, then the back.
Well, it was pink, unlike the other ones. But at least this one wasn't explicit like the others. His mom would flip out if he saw him in those. He could just cover the front with his arm, and if he moved quick enough nobody would even notice what it said. And guys wear pink shirts all the time. No big deal.
Jon slipped the shirt over his head. The cut was a little different - definitely a girl's t-shirt. No matter, if he could just get to his room he'd be in a normal shirt in no time. He cracked open the door and slipped out, hoping everybody was too busy to notice him.
He was wrong. "Oh, hey," a voice said, as several people turned to look in his direction.
