I walked out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist and a small towel on my right, which I was using to clean my face while I was walking towards my wardrobe.
"Wait, you are done showering?" Lora asked.
"Of course, don't you want me to spend a year in the bathroom before I come out?" I joked.
"No, why will you use a whole year in the bathroom? But at least you shouldn’t be out yet, "she said.
I explained, "I'm not a lady. Ladies use the bathroom for hours to take a shower, but guys are just different from you ladies."
"What’s the difference between guys and ladies?" She asked
"Oh my gosh, I really hate having an argument with you," I said.
I have to change the topic, and I have an idea of how to change the topic.
"That reminds me, you wanted to tell me something before I went to take a shower. What was that you wanted to tell me?" I asked.
"I know you are asking me what I wanted to tell you just to change the topic," she replied.
"That is not why I’m actually asking you. I’m just curious to know what you wanted to tell me," I said calmly.
"Okay, I have heard you," she said.
She said, mimicking me, "I'm just curious to know what you wanted to tell me."
"Like for real, you just mimicked me," I asked.
"Yes, I mimicked you," she responded.
I said jokingly, "You have always been childish though. I guess I should not be surprised by something you do."
"You also have always been a liar, though, so I guess I should not be surprised with the lies that you tell," she said jokingly.
"So what was it that you wanted to tell me?" I asked.
Bring back the question: is the best option I have to escape her troubles? She is way too troublesome and stubborn.
“Okay, what I wanted to tell you before you went to the shower is... " She said and stopped to take a breath. “Don’t worry about it anymore. You won’t even believe me after I tell you, so I don’t see why I should be telling you that," she said after she had taken a breath.
I was done wearing my clothes, so I stopped arranging them in my wardrobe, I dropped the clothes I had in my hands, and turned around to join her on the bed. She doesn't keep anything from me, and she also knows I believe what she tells me.
Then what could it be this time that she didn’t want to tell me? I sat down close to her on the bed.
"What is it that you want to let me know, that you think I won’t believe you?" I asked.
“Okay, I know you always believe whatever I tell you, so I’m going to tell you now, I think I’m becoming like you, "she revealed.
“Like me, how are you becoming like me?” I asked looking confused.
“I’m a supernatural, a werewolf,” she said.
“A what!, how did that happened?” I asked.