Guilt

After mumbling some likely unconvincing excuse, you quickly slip out of the man's room and hurry back to your own. A deep flush lingers on your cheeks as your mind forces you to relive the confusingly pleasurable encounter. This isn't at all how things were supposed to go. Cursing softly under your breath, you can only hope this won't completely alter things and alienate you from the other housemates. You spend the rest of the night tossing and turning in a dreamless state of sleep before being awoken by bright sunbeams pouring in from the small overhead window. Groaning, you pull your pillow over your head in an attempt to drown out the light. Unfortunately, any slim chance you had of getting any additional sleep is quickly quashed when the loud sound of voices is heard from downstairs. Sighing again, you begrudgingly roll out of bed and stumble towards the door. Rubbing your eyes drowsily you shuffle down the hallway towards the nearest bathroom.

"Oh!" You exclaim, jumping back in alarm when you round a corner only to collide with a relatively solid surface.

"Hey, watch it!" A gruff voice snaps in response causing a nervous blush to quickly spread across your cheeks.

"Sorry!" You barely squeak out in surprise and alarm as you anxiously glance up at the stranger.

A pair of bright blue eyes stare down at you from beneath a raised brow. Dark brown hair frames an alarmingly handsome and slightly tan face that's currently marred by an annoyed expression. There's a slight pause as the man seems in turn to take in your features before his expression relaxes slightly.

"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" He grins playfully before his gaze casually runs along your sparsely clothed figure. "You're not dressed like someone about to perform the walk of shame."

Your eyes widen slightly and your blush quickly deepens as you tug at the bottom hem of the tee shirt you're wearing. Since the majority of your clothes are lost wherever your car currently resides, you've been thankful enough to have inherited a few spare articles donated by the other residents. Given its oversized nature you had felt comfortable enough wearing nothing but it during the quick journey to the bathroom. However, now that you're made to stand before a stranger do you realize just how insufficiently clothed you truly are.

"Everette."

You both turn to glance down the hall to see the source of the interruption. As if things couldn't possibly become anymore awkward, you're alarmed to see none other than Ash standing there disapprovingly. Jumping further away from the unknown man, you wonder why you care what he thinks of this awkward situation.

"Ah." The attractive stranger's grin broadens when he sees the man at the end of the hall. "Ash, I heard you were back."

"You heard wrong." You're surprised at the sullen man's unexpected response. "Tonight was my last night here."

Your brow creases in confusion and concern, however, the man turns and has already disappeared down the hallway before you can call after him.