Chapter Fourteen

Unlocking the bathroom door, the steam ran from under every crack it could find as it escaped the room, beating me in the race of exiting the said room. Following the steam, I crept out with one foot in front of the other in fresh, clean clothes and my hair up in the towel that was provided to me. It was a soft but finely knitted towel so it can absorb water, the color matched the boring color the counters were in the bathroom, gray.