"You said we were in this together," she said. And if they saw anyone they knew, she'd tell them Jon did this to her because he was a giant pervert.
"Wait, where did you come from? I woke up in the bedroom..." Jon said. "Were you just suddenly here?"
"No...I woke up on the couch in there," she said, pointing to the living room. It had a pillow and a blanket on it. "That's where I was sleeping. I came in here. I didn't scream till I saw my reflection in the refrigerator." It was stainless steel.
Jon looked at her. "Fine. Let's go upstairs."
"Fine," she said. She started toward the stairs, Jon behind her, somewhat glad that if something did happen, Sarah was in between him and whatever it might be.
She walked into the bedroom he'd vacate. It still looked pretty normal. She pulled open the drawers. Also normal. Both male and female clothes. "Let's get dressed and get out of here," she said, continuing to take charge.
Jon nodded.
