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After seemingly forever you finally arrive at GG's home, you ring the doorbell but you don't have to wait long, the door swishes open revealing a cute brunette about a foot or two taller than you.

"Robin! You finally made it-" her smile falters upon fully assessing you, "What happened to you?!" She exclaims worriedly, placing her freshly manicured hand on your shoulder as she examines your flushed cheeks and disheveled clothes.

You glance away in embarrassment and she frowns, her eyes scanning your form for any obvious signs of physical trauma, upon landing her gaze on the taser in your hands she visibly relaxes.

She sighs, "Oh thank God.." She reaches forward and hugs you tightly, resting your head on her chest.

"Cherry-!" You squeak out, your arms flailing weakly.

"Don't ever scare me like that again," she murmurs, tightening her hold on you.

"I'll try.. promise. Now.. let me breathe... please?"

She pulls away and nods, "I guess I should."

You roll out your sore shoulders.

"And you're sure you're okay?" She asks, still studying you closely.

You nod and force a smile. "Apart from nearly suffocating (twice), I think I'll survive."

Her eyes soften and she smiles sadly at you, she reaches out and straightens your hair gently before patting you affectionately on the cheek.

"You can clean up upstairs if you wanna?" She suggests.

You give her a soft smile, "Thank you," you mumble quietly.

"Of course. You can get some rest.. I'll introduce you to Keith tomorrow." She says, pulling away and stepping back. Her eyes are still very much alive with motherly concern.

"No... it's okay I'll be down in a minute."

"Sure.. okay.. just take your time.."

You trudge up the stairs. And into the sterile white bathroom.

Turning on the shower, you quickly strip off your clothes and step inside, allowing the hot water to slacken your muscles.

Sighing, you close your eyes and let yourself relax, relishing in the warmth.

"I deserve this.."

A few minutes pass and you're finally done. You turn off the steaming water and reach out to grab a towel.

Except.

Unsurprisingly enough.

There is no towel.

You audibly groan.

Of course, you forgot to pick up a god-fucking-damned towel.

Would GG even hear you if you call out to her? Maybe if you just stayed there long enough she'll eventually come looking for you?

Fuck it.

Fuck this.

You take a step out of the shower, almost slipping on the sleek marble tiles as you do so,

"Okay. Just make a dash for it.. the bedroom's right-"

The door swings open, revealing a manhandled stranger, his familiar pale eyes dart towards you, his eyebrows perk in surprise.

You scream, your shrill voice sounding throughout the bathroom and most probably the entire neighborhood. You wrap your arms around your body, which does little to shield yourself from his gaze.