[Zetta watches him go through half-lidded eyes. She immediately misses his hands on her, her hands on him, but she can make herself slow down, back up, start back over. From here, in the dim lighting, she can appreciate the shape of him.]
Isn't it, though? I should've packed for a storm, but it caught me completely off-guard. We should probably get out of these clothes before we catch a cold.
[... if only it wouldn't have taken too much prep for them to have actually wandered over and stood in the shower to drench their clothes through. Ah, well.]
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Isn't it, though? I should've packed for a storm, but it caught me completely off-guard. We should probably get out of these clothes before we catch a cold.
[... if only it wouldn't have taken too much prep for them to have actually wandered over and stood in the shower to drench their clothes through. Ah, well.]