"Except....?" She frowned a little, then her eyes widened. "Oh." Seriously? Nothing under there? "Well," she started, taking her shoes and socks off, and then unbuttoning her shirt, "I..."
She what? It was his place. "Wait, you could just put on your own swimsuit. You LIVE here." There, that was the answer. Simple. She smiled and took her shirt off, then slipped her black denim jeans off and walked outside. It was perfect weather, really, and so she got into the hot tun slowly and shut her eyes, relaxing.
This really was the life.
"I'm so jealous of you. You're a king." Sort of. "And a rock star!" Definitely. "And you get to sing and people love you. I wish..." Gabriella sighed. "I wish I could sing in a band like yours."