Who: Sam Uley and Leah Clearwater What: Sam being Sam and pushing his luck...in Leah's Shower Where: Leah's Shower, then their suite When: Afternoon Rating: R for lots of things XD Minimum: Free Status: Incomplete
Sam heard the rushing water from inside his own bedroom and grinned as an evil plan popped into his head. AS he waited for the steam to build up he thought about the past month. So far his grand master plan to make sure that Leah noticed him had both succeeded and failed miserably. It succeeded because she noticed him, but it failed in the fact that it mostly ended with him getting punched in the face, or kicked in the shin, foot, or crotch. He had played the 'I'm a naturist' game. Walking around their suite completely naked and striking poses. That had earned him a swift punch in the jaw and a vase to the head. He had tried singing journey at the top of his lungs to her in the middle of the night...That had earned him a mouthful of hot sauce so hot that he could barely talk for a week. He had even tried Grilling steaks to coax her out of her room, putting a fan in front of the broiler so the smell wafted into her room. That actually had a mild success rate...until Leah took both steaks into her room.
So he wasn't really looking for success when he took off his clothes and slipped into the bathroom. He just wanted to get a reaction from her. Any reaction from Leah was good, even if she hated him it was still better than ignoring him all together. He crept across the bathroom tiles silently, not even breathing so that she wouldn't hear him. Abruptly he hopped into the shower behind her and grinned. holding up a bar of soap.
"Need someone to wash your back?" He asked with a sarcastic smile and a raised eyebrow. He knew there would be serious consequences for that, but he didn't care anymore.