"What? Perhaps I just turned a new page and decided to try the 'modesty' thing?" Oliver threw his arms up in frustration. "And it's not like I make such a big affair out of each match." Except for all the times when he did and told Percy about it. In painful detail.
"I think I should go take a shower now." He didn't do anything more than quietly close the door, though, rooted to the spot by his bad conscience.