[Brains are overrated. Lisa's just happy she found the glasses, and that Junna is happy. Indeed, she's happy enough she leans the rest of the way in for a quick kiss. She'd continue, but her stomach picks that moment to rumble ominously, and she pulls back, face no less red.]

Good. Then let's get moving, mm? I need a shower before I go anywhere, and I'd bet you want one too.

[She freezes again, briefly, as she realizes Junna has glasses this time, before her brain raises the "asked her to stay with you" argument again and she... doesn't quite dismiss the issue as a lost cause, but she's conscious to keep her back to Junna for a moment, where her loose hair can mostly keep her out of sight as she returns to her dresser, promptly fishing out a pair of gray sweatpants, two white V-neck shirts, and... a brown hoodie that looks recently washed, and clean, but definitely didn't come neatly folded out of a drawer. Then she scoops her own flannel pants off the edge of the laundry basket and returns to Junna.]

Here. If you don't wanna go out in your own stuff from yesterday, I've got you, at least for outerwear. I don't know if we're close enough in size for basics, though.