Need a place to hide but I can't find one near

–4 year time skip–

"I'm gonna find you~~," he said in a taunting voice.

I could hear his footsteps pacing directly outside the closet I was in.

The door swung open and I jumped, taking a couple of baskets of clothes with me.

"Ah ha!"

I couldn't help but laugh.

I told Luke he was an "amazing detective", even though I yelled "Polo!" a hundred times to help him.

He seemed content with the praise.

"Do you wanna play another round?"

Sometimes I felt like I was a child with him, and I loved that, but I should probably be a responsible adult now.

I turned to the closet and picked up the clothes that I accidentally dumped.

T-shirts, boxers, skinny jeans, lingerie, singlets, baby clothes, paja- wait.

"Luke," I turned back to him with a wary expression, "why do we have baby clothes in our closet?"