[ whatever small spark of relief he felt as genji left didn't last. jesse was still sopping wet and without a change of clothes, and the ninja was still at least partly right -- one way or another, he needed to strip.
after he tossed his clothing in a heap, which was obviously optimal for drying, he turned his attention to the towel. it was typical hotel fare, half the size of what it should have been and a tight fit at the hips. between the lack of fabric and clumsy, drunken fingers, he ended up holding it in place more than anything, and still left a decent triangle of thigh exposed.
whatever. he'd worry about modesty later, when he hadn't just been hosed down.
he spared a glance in genji's direction as he shuffled out of the bathroom, instead making his way to the only bed in the room. ]
Don't suppose you thought to pick up some clothes.
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after he tossed his clothing in a heap, which was obviously optimal for drying, he turned his attention to the towel. it was typical hotel fare, half the size of what it should have been and a tight fit at the hips. between the lack of fabric and clumsy, drunken fingers, he ended up holding it in place more than anything, and still left a decent triangle of thigh exposed.
whatever. he'd worry about modesty later, when he hadn't just been hosed down.
he spared a glance in genji's direction as he shuffled out of the bathroom, instead making his way to the only bed in the room. ]
Don't suppose you thought to pick up some clothes.