Left foot, right foot.. left foot, right foot... she made her way inside the
bathroom, kind of remembered closing the door and pulled off her clothes
before stepping under the hot spray, the water hitting her face giving her
at least enough snap to get her through the rest of the shower before
getting out.
Damn. robe. She hadn't waited for Derek to give it to her.
So she moved to the door, a towel about her for now, and opened it a crack
before calling out to him, her eyelids already drooping "MmmmmmDerek.....I
kindaforgot..."
Julia barely realized her words were blending as all she wanted right then
was to get the robe and go to bed.
Robe, bed, sleep. Robe, bed, sleep.
She half suspected that if she said that outloud it'd sound something like
'ro-edblah' and just propped her forehead against the door frame, eyes
closed as she waited for a response from him.
Derek:
Derek had returned to Julia's room robe in hand, but she was nowhere to be
seen, that is until he heard her voice. He approached the bathroom door not
really thinking much of it, figuring she'd just entered and was waiting for
the robe delivery. "Here...." he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw her
wrapped in the towel through the crack in the door. He cleared his throat
and averted his eyes immediately, though that wasn't exactly an easy thing
to do. He held out the robe in her general direction. "I should...give you
some privacy," he said waiting for her to take it, so he could make a hasty
retreat and still keep some measure of dignity.
Derek
