"I can probably help you clean it up if you ever get the time." Abigail replied as she had her arms and legs crossed. As Akira had found his shirt and put it on, she couldn't help but to secretly miss the view of his muscles. Of course, she knew it wouldn't be the only time she'd get to witness him shirtless. She noticed him staring at her, all while he was supposed to be tying his hair up. Did she look bad or something? Why was he staring? Starting to feel nervous, she gave a rather shaky smile.<br/><br/>"Um, are you okay, babe?" she asked.