March 17th, 20xx — 07:35 AM
Zone 3A-Δ – Base: Jiang Roulan's apartment
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I heard the soft click of the bathroom door before I saw her.
Shen Yifei stepped out barefoot, steam curling behind her. Her towel, tossed carelessly over her shoulder, the edges clung to her damp thighs. Her cheeks were red, hair a damp golden colour sticking to her body in a lazy curl.
She paused when she saw me.
I was sitting on the edge of the sofa, still bare-chested, Qi slowly settling after the hell I'd just endured.
Her eyes widened.
"Y-You're still here?" she asked, voice hoarse with sleep and something else.
"Where else would I be?" I replied quietly.
She glanced away, fingers tightening around the towel. Her shoulders shifted.
"Pervert…" she muttered.
I didn't answer that. There wasn't a good one.
She took a few stiff steps toward the kitchen before freezing. Her fingers brushed her lower lip, slowly, as if remembering something. Then her eyes snapped to me.
