Shower time. The hot steam would bubble out from the curtains. Veiling the womanly form behind. It would fog up the mirror and curl out across the bedroom carpet. Tickling the skin as the water splashed and faltered deep within. Anna was long, but quick.
She hoped out and dried herself off,
"Okay. All finished. Left it running for you!"
She fastened the towel about her body and frowned at the fogged mirror. Oh poo.
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*ooc: (I'm off for the night. I'm on designated driver duty for my friends, I guess. Lulz. Catch you later Echo. Make it a great night.)
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