Week Two: Monday
Who: Noah and Nat Where: Boys Bathroom - House of Fire When: Monday Evening
Noah knew Nat pretty well. At least he thought he did. And part of knowing her well was knowing that she loved more than anything to tease him. She was damn good at too, and if Noah wanted to be honest about it all he didn't mind the teasing so much because well... it was Nat and really how could you not like her teasing you? Even if you took away the packaging which Noah tried to do... no matter how hard that was to do. He knew enough about her to know there had been a time when she wouldn't have acted that way with him or with anyone else and to know that it was gone now.... meant a hell of a lot to him.
Even if it came at his expense. At least there had been no naked tub baby pictures. Small favors.
He really did need to take the shower that he'd said as means of avoiding any of the famous Natalia pouts. He had worked out earlier gone for a long run and found his way to the weight room. For whatever reason he felt the need to keep up his conditioning even if it didn't matter like it once had. Old habits die hard and all... and well maybe Noah just wasn't ready to accept that his dream was completel gone just yet. Yes, denial was fun.
Noah had grabbed the shower caddy that had been familiar since the first day he entered college, it had the minimum amount of shit inside. Just the usual shampoo/conditioner in one because who needed to waste time with two? Soap and some loofah thing his mom had given him for christmas. Whatever, it worked. Towel was thrown over his shoulders and flip flops on he headed out to the bathroom. Room was empty when he got there like Nat was actually going to show up. Like going any place either of them would be naked was a good thing for either of them.
Uh... not like they were anything other than friends. That one time had been entirely due to way too much tequila. They'd decided that a long time ago and by decided he meant never ever talked about it again.
Water was cranked up nice and hot. Perk of being a were he'd found out, extra warm showers were doable and even more enjoyable. His gym shorts, boxers and wife beater were slopped onto the bench outside the showers, towel hung on the hook outside the curtained shower. Last but not least he stepped inside and let the water rain down on him. Any thought that Nat was actually going to show up just to spite him... gone.