Snippet #2748891

Tahra stripped with speed, annoyed with her new demigod partner..but mostly at herself. It would be her own fault if he was already gone when she finished her shower.

Most people felt uncomfortable around her and always had...she just couldn't get used to it. And somehow, when Cern had told her the truth, that she was a demigod, she had hoped that this only applied to...well normal people. Cern did have a certain, pressure, about him. An aura of charisma and intimidation and she thought maybe she had that too. She thought maybe with another demigod, things could be different. She felt stupid for believing that now. She had just turned on the knob for the shower and was delicately checking the temperature (one could never tell if thr water would freeze you to death or melt off your skin in old hotels like this!) when she heard Aaron's voice through the bathroom door.

She flushed when he started explaining himself..and what he'd seen? She stifled a laugh, sure he was struggling to tell her all this..through the closed door. But she felt a strange emotional tug when he quietly said he wanted to stay with her.


She had just been bracing herself to be alone again. Just been mentally preparing to pretend she didn't mind. But she really didn't want to be alone in this room, knowing what she knew now. Endlessly going over the chaos in her head. Aaron saying he would stay welled up feelings of gratitude and shame all at once. She hated feeling so desperate for company, and had spent much of her life putting on a tough front so others wouldn't realize how she felt. Aaron would be no different. She didn't want him to see these lonely, desperate, annoying feelings. She was suddenly very glad there was a door between them, and not just because she was naked.

She took a few deep breaths after he was done talking, listening to the shower run.

"Ok! Good. Hurry up and stop being such a worry wart then, kid!" She shouted back at him through the door, hoping he could hear. Then she climbed into the shower, singing softly to herself.

She didn't feel like taking a long shower after that. She was eager to talk about their current godly problems. She scrubbed herself quickly with the tiny shower soaps and a cloth and tried not to use all the tiny shampoo. But once she felt satisfied most of the gore from earlier was gone, she turned the water off and dried off.

The giant shirt she wore was from one of her mother's ex boyfriends. He was one of the only ones she ever liked much. But even he didn't last long. It was black and green, with a forest scene. Wolves, moose, and deer, in what she was sure was an attempt at being cool and masculine, were printed on the front and it stopped just over her knees. If Aaron really wasn't uncomfortable with her being a woman, then she was sure he wouldn't be bothered by some leg. Tahra toweled her head as she left the bathroom. A poof of dteam followed her into tje room.

"Next?" She chimed with a smile. She left her glasses on the sink while she drip dried. She hated when they got foggy after a shower.