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Send me a ✢ for my muse’s reaction to seeing yours standing on their doorstep soaking wet in the rain.
[ ❧ ─ “Summer? Did you lose the key to your flat?” That was the only thing that came to his mind of course when she had shown up his door with wet clothes, hair… well, everything really. Being the person he was, he quickly stepped aside just after he asked the questions so that she could come in. “I’ll get you a towel, love.”
“I locked myself out, and my phone in,” she grumbled. “And this rain is the pits, I was just going to check the mail and now I might as well have taken a shower.” Trying not to drip all over everything, and not shiver too much either, she added, “Thanks, Xavier. I owe you.”
[ ❧ ─ “Yeah, don’t worry about it.” Gently taking her wrist in a hand, he led her towards his room and spoke again. “Do you want to take a shower? You could borrow some of my clothes if you want to.”
“That,” she sighed, “would be lovely. I’m fucking /freezing/ now.” Mournfully, she held out the soggy strands of her hair. “I washed this yesterday.”