Hazel Forest paused, leaning closer as if he could still feel the moisture evaporating from Violet Don.
Through the steam, the man looked at him, suddenly feeling a tightness in his throat.
He pulled out the textbook he was holding and handed it to Violet, "Wayne Don asked for your autograph."
"Oh," Violet responded unconsciously, wiping her hair while taking the book, "Just leave it here, I'll sign it for him in a bit."
Hazel felt he couldn't stay in this place too long, the entire room was filled with... her scent of shower gel.
The man's gaze deepened, and Violet called out, "Have you two finished your homework?"
Her voice was quite like that of a headteacher.
Hazel couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm helping with a handmade jigsaw, finished it quite quickly."
Oh, such things posed no challenge to a game engineer.