After ten minutes of changing and wearing the things Syna came out of the washroom. The lady was comfortably draped into the dotted printed pjs which had yellow dots on white base, but something seemed off. Sinclair stared at her for some time to discover the fault in her dressing.
The shirt was hanging loose on her body and one shoulder was almost off which she was holding from one hand and barely keeping it in place. Sinclair eyed at her breathtaking silhouette and bare shoulder which was giving off a complete view of her collar bone. It's such a breathtaking view.