A few minutes later, Jason popped in the window again, and pulled himself into the room. His shirt was drenched with blood this time, and he was clutching what looked like a shopping back from an expensive store. He set it on the floor. 

"Needed new clothes," he explained, motioning to his stained shirt. He ran a hand through his hair, which also had a little more blood in it. "You know what... maybe I'll just take a shower." He smiled at her, pleased she was still there, and started towards the bathroom door.

"I mean," he teased with a wink. "Unless you want to take a shower with me." His bright red eyes twinkled playfully at Taelin.  

"Hey, i didn't know if you were serious or not so don't blame me!", Taelin protested through the bathroom door. She sighed and went back to listening to the radio. She muttered,"Great, now i'm bored."

Jason stepped out of the shower, and wrapped a towel around his waist. He turned off the water, and smiling, he reached over to grab his clothes. That's when he realized he had left his clean clothes in the other room.

Cracking open the door, he grinned at Taelin, and stepped into the room. "Hey. I forgot my clothes in here... know where I put them?" He couldn't remember the exact location he had set his clothes down at. He felt oddly exposed half-naked in front of Taelin, but it wasn't entirely uncomfortable. 

"I don't think that's possible," Jason teased with a wink, closing the door behind him. He opened it a few seconds later, stepping out, fully dressed. He raised his eye brows, running a hand through his still damp hair. "Inhuman speed is awesome."

He set the bag against the wall. It still had a few more outfits. He, himself, was wearing a slightly baggy grey shirt and grey and black plaid pajama bottoms. "Your turn to change," he said, glancing at his watch. "It's almost bed time." 

{{Time skip?}}

Taelin rolled over in her sleep. Muttering nonsense and random words...

Jason dropped in through the window, dressed in black skinny jeans, a green t-shirt, and green high tops with a dog tag necklace hanging around his neck. He also seemed to have dyed his hair an inky black color than contrasted his blood red eyes.

He had gotten rather bored and restless last night, so he'd gone to explore the city, and had come back with some more new clothes, a backpack, and dyed hair. He poked Taelin's arm lightly. "Get up," he mumbled, glancing at his watch again. "It's 7:30."