If you haven't read the last part or, more likely, if it didn't make sense at all, he has become she. Having two hes was a bit too much for me. (Not talking about gay people here. I'm totally cool with you guys, you can have as many hes as you want.)
She stood there for a few seconds, just looking happily at her own image. Who the guy from a few moments ago was, now belonged to her most distant memories. His face but a blur, his personality entirely alien. There were no memories to look back to, she was entirely in the moment, ready to invent herself.
Her pyjamas were, though cute, not something she could wear all day. Besides, that evening a friend was coming over, and imagine the impression it might make when she opens the door looking as if she just got out of bed. There is no way to explain something like that.
Before she pulled her t-shirt off she hesitated, but only for a moment, after which she realised that what she was doing was totally normal. Chloe never wore a bra to bed, nor did she wear panties. With the result that when she pulled her pyjama pants off, she was entirely naked.
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