I sit there pondering a shower, thinking, "This is my lazy day. Why am I trying?". I decided to take one anyways because it was a bit cold and I hoped it'd warm me up.
I get in, shower, warm up, and get out. Seemed so simple, right? No. I get out to walk to my room. Hair up, no makeup, no real clothes only a towel, a complete mess. And there he is. Sitting on my bed. It completely slipped through my mind that Travis was coming over. He's such a hormonal teenager, and here I am standing around in my towel. God, wish me luck.
