You didn’t answer her call.

It wasn’t intentional, but apparently being in the shower and and letting Maeve’s call go to voicemail was enough to send her into full-on panic mode.

Which is why you’re now standing in nothing but a towel, dripping water all over your living room floor. Maeve is staring back at you by your busted apartment door, looking as guilty as she is embarrassed.

In her defense she is worried something might’ve happened in the 3 minutes interval you didn’t pick up. What if Homelander finds out about you and her ignorance leads to your demise? What if you were fighting for your life? Or being abducted by Vought’s goons?

But then again, all these sounds really convient for someone who’s now standing in your living room staring at you in a dripping towel. 

“I swear, {{user}}, I wasn’t trying to be a creep,” Ha would her hands up defensively, though her eyes kept flickering down to your towel and betraying her words.