Once again, Tracey found herself in front of the familiar office. She had left her sneakers and her pull-over in there the other day in her happiness, and she kind of needed them back. It would look bad of him to have them in his office.
It was such a good reason to go see him out of no where.
Tracey knocked on the door, hoping that he would be inside, since it was going on ten at night. She was wearing a star-covered dark blue robe over top of a silk, knee-length nightgown that left little to the imagination, and the same fuzzy rainbow slippers that she loved so much.
She looked very unmatched but she felt extremely comfortable.