<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/3c/2d/14/3c2d144ad6cf331810886458945e7752.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Adriana Archibald<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Chef<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 1st,  Middayish<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Her room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>a grin and some water<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Not-Jack (Javier)<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Shower time<hr/><br/><br/>There was a moment of stunned shock when she realized she'd basically walked in on a stranger in the shower, and not only that but invaded his personal space as intimately as possible. ...Or maybe not. Her heart hiccuped back into pace at the sound of the guy's voice filling the shower, a song so unexpected it broke through the short threat of a nervous meltdown and made her laugh.<br/><br/>"What the..." She started to say, voice shaking with laughter, until he started moving her hands down his body. Returning swiftly to her usual confident self, Adriana figured why the hell not, and went with it. If the guy had enough guts to go for something like this and enough humor to pull it off without hesitation she already knew he was fun. She already found out he was hot, she'd gotten into that shower for a certain something to begin with, so<em>why the hell not</em>.<br/><br/>"You're not Jack," she commented grinning but instead of retreating like she probably should have, she moved her hands down to trace the V cut of his lower abdomen until her fingers brushed the base of his cock. Then she stopped, pulled her hands back and rested them on his hips. "Who are you and why are you in my sh...iiit" The last word changed from 'shower' to a curse half way through as she tried to reach to see his face but slipped on the shower tiles and grabbed his arm, clinging to him to stay off her ass but not even close to finding footing.