Now what? He was too ashamed to come out like this, but on the other hand, he couldn't stay in the bathroom all day. Either way...<br/><br/>He cautiously stepped out of the door, and as quiet as a cat, he walked back to the living room, staring at the floor and most likely blushing redder than red. "Don't look at me. Please, don't look. I look like I'm wearing a pink poodle furcoat." he muttered at her, trying to stay out of sight. A strand of soaked red hair was flicked out of his face as he passed to the kitchen, hiding the unnatural dark color of his hands in the sleeves of the bathing robe.<br/><br/>This was the pinnacle of awkwardness... And most likely the most awkward moment to reach it, too.