[She gets the door shut tight and scoots off to the bathroom to get towels immediately, as well as the robe which she hangs up near the door.]
Of course, here! Get out of those wet things before you catch your death. I'll be in the kitchen!
[She'll let the poor boy have his privacy. No use stripping him herself when he's perfectly capable of that. With that she drops one towel on his head and another in his arms and disappears behind a barrier into what is most likely a small kitchen.]
no subject
Of course, here! Get out of those wet things before you catch your death. I'll be in the kitchen!
[She'll let the poor boy have his privacy. No use stripping him herself when he's perfectly capable of that. With that she drops one towel on his head and another in his arms and disappears behind a barrier into what is most likely a small kitchen.]