When Michiru arrived, Haruka had only just gotten out of the shower. She'd had enough time to get dressed, though, including getting the binder and other things back into place. "Michiru..."
It was taking a lot of effort not to just tackle her and kiss her with everything she had. She couldn't do it whilst she was still carrying hot things, considering her nasty tendency to get carried away. "I missed you. So much."
That was quite possibly the understatement of the century.