Degusaurusrex
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 5, 2019
"Thank you." The amount of towels they were going through already was insane, but at least they could be washed and dried. Wrapping her hair up in it, she nodded her appreciation as he draped the second around her. "I assumed we would have to sleep on the couch." Moving Charles wasn't an option, and she was prepared to sleep either on the couch, or on the floor somewhere. Either would work, even if they weren't nearly as comfortable as the bed. "Yeah, I need to shower after setting things on fire and then swimming around." Even the water hadn't fully washed away the remaining smell of wood and smoke.
"I'll see you inside, then." Leaning down to pick up her discarded shirt, she disappeared back to the house wrapped in both of the towels. She was careful to be quiet as she retrieved clean clothes and tiptoed into the bathroom, starting up the water with a quick spray as it heated up. She had no reason to take a long shower, and made the process as quick as possibly before preparing for the remainder of the day.
It wasn't very eventful, the hours passing by with the periodic checks done on Charles. He was still sleeping, with no apparent complications, and dinner came and went with no issue. By that point Serenity was dressed in clean shorts and a tank top, uncaring of the tattoo showing now that it was just the three of them, and only two of them conscious and coherent. Plopping onto one end of the couch, she stifled a yawn and looked at Matthew. "This is going to be interesting, trying to fit both of us on this couch."
"I'll see you inside, then." Leaning down to pick up her discarded shirt, she disappeared back to the house wrapped in both of the towels. She was careful to be quiet as she retrieved clean clothes and tiptoed into the bathroom, starting up the water with a quick spray as it heated up. She had no reason to take a long shower, and made the process as quick as possibly before preparing for the remainder of the day.
It wasn't very eventful, the hours passing by with the periodic checks done on Charles. He was still sleeping, with no apparent complications, and dinner came and went with no issue. By that point Serenity was dressed in clean shorts and a tank top, uncaring of the tattoo showing now that it was just the three of them, and only two of them conscious and coherent. Plopping onto one end of the couch, she stifled a yawn and looked at Matthew. "This is going to be interesting, trying to fit both of us on this couch."