Jack was exhausted. He'd done everything he could in the past few days to help out with clean-up. Not because his campaign manager suggested it (which, of course, the campaign manager had. He had half a mind to fire the man for being so obsessed with campaigning that he seemed to care more about the image it projected then whether or not Jack actually helped anyone)
His apartment building hadn't been hit too hard, so his place was still in tact thankfully. Jack decided a nice hot shower in his palatial sized bathroom was in order to soothe his aching muscles. He closed his eyes as the hot water began to run over him.
It was only a few minutes later when he opened his eyes that he let out a startled gasp. A woman was in the shower with him. She was fully clothed-or at least if one could count little boyshirts and fishnets as fully clothed.