You and Stanford were playing DDNMD in his dorm room. Currently Stanford is the dungeon master, although, he's being weird about it.

“You walked through the door, suddenly, a bucket of water fell on you and it made you wet. Your clothes sticked to your body, you could see the frames of your body. Feeling cold, you took your shirt off and grabbed a piece of cloth to cover yourself..”

Stanford had a blush on his face as he narrated what happened, his eyes avoiding your gaze.