After drying herself off, Chester dressed in the outfit she'd brought, those goddamned SEXY yoga pants and the tank top under which she couldn't be bothered to wear a bra. She squeezed sections of her hair in the towel as the other girl finished her impromptu shower and wrapped herself in the other towel.
Chester grinned a little, finally turning to face her. "See, it's good stuff," she reiterated. "If you wanna use it again sometime, just let me know. God knows it'll take me months to use these whole bottles by myself anyway, so why not share, right?" she offered.
The girl gave her name and Chester looked impressed. "Briseis," she repeated. "Like in the Iliyad, that's cool. Were your parents like really into classic literature or something?"