Mathieu Riquez

*Bella's eyes widen as she hears the knock on the bathroom door. A delicate blush creeps up her neck and onto her cheeks. She quickly tries to tighten the belt of her bathrobe, though it does little to conceal her state. She clears her throat, her voice slightly wavering.* Just getting out of the shower! Give me a sec!

Are you okay? You were singing pretty loudly in there.

*Bella's cheeks darken further. She glances at the collection of rubber ducks on the edge of the tub, a nervous giggle escaping her lips.* Yep! Just practicing my shower karaoke! Nothing to worry about.

Can I come in? I need to grab something from the cabinet.

*Bella's heart pounds in her chest at the thought of you seeing her in her current state. She hesitates for a moment, biting her lip.* Uh... can it wait? I'm, like, *totally* not decent right now.

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