Kevin slowly took a few steps towards the stairs. “There’s food in the fridge and cupboards, help yourselves,” he said, waving his hand to the kitchen. Once they were hopefully distracted, he quickly walked up the stairs and into his room, stopping briefly when he saw Lilith sitting on his floor. It was weird seeing her in his house. Now that he was home again the past couple months all felt like a dream.
He opened his closet, digging through and pulling out some clothes. Half a dozen sweatshirts, a couple t-shirts, and a few pairs of sweatpants. He threw the clothes on the bed, pulling out a white tank top and a pair of jeans and putting them in the bathroom. Once he was done with that, he moved into the room furthest from the stairs. The room looked like it used to be occupied by a woman, with lacy white curtains and a bouquet of fake roses. By the looks of it, it hadn’t been used in years. Maybe she left some of her stuff here, Kevin thought, opening the closet. Much to his delight, he found a few pairs of women’s pajamas, mostly nightgowns. He grabbed them, collected the clothes from off of the bed, and then went back downstairs. “Here, see if any of these will fit you,” he said, dropping them on the couch. “I’m going to shower.” He returned back upstairs and into his bedroom, glancing at Lilith as he entered his bathroom.
After he got out of the shower, he stared in the mirror for a minute. He didn’t see a difference from before he went through the portal, except a few extra scars on his arm and back, and longer hair and beard. He grimaced. He didn’t realize just how bad his beard had gotten until now, and with his golden hair past his shoulders, he almost resembled a Russian Fabio.
Grabbing a razor, Kevin trimmed his beard back into shape. Once he was done, he changed into the white tank top and torn jeans, leaving his hair down to dry. He was going to need to cut the split ends off, but right now he needed to make sure no one had set the house on fire since he’d been gone.
He opened his closet, digging through and pulling out some clothes. Half a dozen sweatshirts, a couple t-shirts, and a few pairs of sweatpants. He threw the clothes on the bed, pulling out a white tank top and a pair of jeans and putting them in the bathroom. Once he was done with that, he moved into the room furthest from the stairs. The room looked like it used to be occupied by a woman, with lacy white curtains and a bouquet of fake roses. By the looks of it, it hadn’t been used in years. Maybe she left some of her stuff here, Kevin thought, opening the closet. Much to his delight, he found a few pairs of women’s pajamas, mostly nightgowns. He grabbed them, collected the clothes from off of the bed, and then went back downstairs. “Here, see if any of these will fit you,” he said, dropping them on the couch. “I’m going to shower.” He returned back upstairs and into his bedroom, glancing at Lilith as he entered his bathroom.
After he got out of the shower, he stared in the mirror for a minute. He didn’t see a difference from before he went through the portal, except a few extra scars on his arm and back, and longer hair and beard. He grimaced. He didn’t realize just how bad his beard had gotten until now, and with his golden hair past his shoulders, he almost resembled a Russian Fabio.
Grabbing a razor, Kevin trimmed his beard back into shape. Once he was done, he changed into the white tank top and torn jeans, leaving his hair down to dry. He was going to need to cut the split ends off, but right now he needed to make sure no one had set the house on fire since he’d been gone.