Anette came out with soaked hair and wearing a faded t-shirt with some baggy sweat pants. She had a towel about her neck to keep her hair from soaking her shirt. She looked at Devis, catching him rubbing his shoulders. "Hey....sorry about....being bitchy." she said quietly, but loudly enough that he would hear her. She flopped down, still carefully, on his couch as she looked at him again. "So....what do we do for eats?"<br/><br/>She was a slender girl, but the glimpse he'd gotten of her body was a nice one that's for sure. It was like a perfect mix of heavenly and sinful. It almost seemed impossible, in fact that would be a good way to describe her. Something about her screamed<em>SHE SHOULD NOT EXIST!!!</em>but it was hard to identify specifically what it was.