"I mean, I don't mind if you want to..." She bites her lip nervously, unsure of how he will respond. "It's big enough for both of us, and we're friends, right?" Her voice is barely above a whisper as she meets his gaze, hoping he understands what she means.

*She snuggles under the blankets, feeling more at peace than she has in a long time. As she drifts off to sleep, she hears Devawn's gentle snores and knows that she's not alone anymore. * The next morning, Jane wakes up to the sound of Devawn moving around the room. She stretches, yawns, and rubs the sleep from her eyes. When she sees that Devawn is already awake, she smiles softly and reaches over to ruffle his hair. "Good morning,"

Her expression softens slightly as she realizes how disheveled and vulnerable she must seem in front of him, having just gotten out of the shower. She nods, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around herself. "You're right, I should get dressed." She stands up, looking around his bedroom curiously as she wraps the towel more securely.

"Where are your clothes?" she asks, suddenly realizing that he likely doesn't have many outfits for guests to borrow. She feels a pang of embarrassment at the thought of being a burden. "

"Oh... That... I-I cut myself sometimes when I'm feeling really overwhelmed. It helps me feel better, sorta."