[The hardworking wardrobe staff is out there, fighting the good fight... And then there's Papyrus, customizing plain clothing to have cool descriptive phrases on the chest.]

Oh, in motion! I wore my battle body right out of the shower. [He probably could have gone commando, but then Sans might have followed suit, and that's a terrible solution to his brother's laundry issues.] A little wringing, so it was only damp, and then the combination of warm bones and airflow between them... The only obstacle was going outside! Frozen attire just isn't comfortable. So I stayed inside to dry.