Event'd
Wufei'd tied his top sheet into something vaguely like a toga before ever leaving his room once he'd woken to find his clothes missing. Fortunately, the glasses he'd taken again to wearing instead of contacts had been left and were currently perched on his nose. He sat in a cafe with a book and cup of green tea, silently hoping than none of his fellow pilots that were there found him. Being here was an embarrassment enough.