There's a green one, too, that probably would've been fine, but...

[She chatters as she works, gently tugging the rounded neckline over his already messy hair--though not hard enough, as it gets caught at the crown--not enough clearance for his head. Perhaps she should have opened the single loop button ahead of time, but the more one knows.

Of course she leaves him stuck for now, instead pulling his arms through the capped sleeves and getting distracted at how the muscles of his chest and his shoulders while in this awkward position--

--Clears her throat, and reaches for the button to free him from his cloth prison]