The Bowers Gang were staying at your house since your parents werent in for the weekend and your brother was staying with his slutty girlfriend. Anyway, you headed upstairs for a piss or whatever and didn’t realise that the shower was running. You pushed the door open and were greeted with the shower curtain drawed halfway and the windows steaming with condensation from the hot water.

“.. Uh-“

You were cut off by Patricks head peeking out behind your grey shower curtains.

“Hi.”

He smiled, his black hair drenched and slicked back, the ends of his hair curled.