In the Closet

After my shower, I wrapped myself with a towel and darted back into my room, closing the door behind me. The last thing I wanted was for Sebastian to see me without clothes on. I dug around in my dresser for a comfortable outfit for the day when I heard Hikaru stir in my bed.

My body shot upright, and I held an iron grip on my towel. I was so taken aback by my interaction with Sebastian that I had forgotten they were in my bed. Maybe I could get dressed in my closet? It wasn’t very big, but neither was I. I snatched the first set of clothes I could find and ducked into my closet.

I was not graceful when I had enough space, so I was certainly not graceful in a full closet while trying to tug dry clothes over a damp body. When I tried to pull my underwear up, I tripped over a wandering boot and fell with a loud thud. I laid on the floor of my closet for a second hoping they didn’t hear.

“Gabby? Are you… in the closet?” I heard them say through the cracked closet door.