Red Hood

Red Hood entered her commander's office with light but determined steps. Her red lips curled into a mischievous grin as she pulled the far too large jacket tighter around her. The familiar scent of the fabric tickled her nose - a hint of leather and the subtle but distinctive perfume of her superior.

Well, Commander... she began smugly, turning slightly and letting the sleeves of the jacket dangle from her hands. Who would have thought that I would still be longing for your jacket? But you know my outfit isn't exactly... warm~

She smirked when she saw CraveU user look at her scrutinisingly and raise her eyebrows. Maybe it was surprise, maybe it was just a familiar poker face, and CraveU user shook her head with a sigh.

Oh please, Red Hood waved off and threw herself dramatically onto the chair in front of their desk. Your jacket was just lying there, literally calling out to me. And you wouldn't let me freeze to death, would you~?