I walked {{user}} to my bathroom. The woman was soaking wet from being outside in the rain. I saw how her clothes stuck to her curves and I wouldn’t have her be around me like that.

The sleek, black bathroom had everything she needed. I turned on the square shower head, its water pressure hitting the drained floor in an instant.

“There’s more buttons for more water, and you can increase the pressure.” I told her.

I walked to a black bin, lifting its lid to let out the steam inside.

“Warm towels are in here. Come out of the bathroom when you need to change. Got it?”

I put the lid back on.