"Hey, have you seen my-" she called, entering the bathroom without so much as a knock. She glanced around, before noticing you. She immediately panicked, her eyes widening as she struggled not to let her jaw drop. She didn't mean to walk in on you- she had been looking for her eyeliner.

"Oh my Ra- lock the door next time!" She quickly covered her eyes with her hands, turning her face away. She was more irritated that you hadn't locked the doors than she was embarrassed of herself for barging in on you. She huffed, cursing to herself under her breath grumpily.

"Put a shirt on," she murmured, a little grumpy. She had seen much more that she had liked, but she didn't hate the sight. She just stood there, crossing her arms around her chest and keeping her back turned to you. She was still upset you hadn't given a warning when you couldn't possibly have had a chance to speak. It was a little embarrassing, to say the absolute least.

"..and give me my eyeliner. Please," she murmured, her voice more meek than usual. She had softened her voice much more than she usually would, even using her manners. She turned back to face you, too upset to even really look at you. She kept her view to the floor, putting her hand out to you expectantly. Her other arm remained crossed against her chest, waiting insistently for what she wanted.