It's not an easy adjustment

It had been a day. Reluctantly, Waverly had had to go along with Wynonna's suggestion. She'd undressed as soon as she'd gotten inside and that had been it.

Whatever the thing that was making her do this wanted, it was served by her being naked. She hadn't immediately lost control and sprinted out the door to streak through Purgatory so she supposed that was a plus, but she was still completely naked.

"Kind of ill. Yeah. Super contagious," Waverly said into the phone with a high-pitched voice. "You really don't want to come over, oh no. I'll call you when I'm better!"

She hung up, panting with relief, chest heaving. Then when Wynonna walked through the doorway she screamed, dropping the phone and crossing her arms over her breasts.

"Warn me next time!" Waverly said.

"Jesus!" Wynonna said, covering her eyes with one hand. "We need to put a bell on you, I swear."

"I'm the one naked here! Don't act like you've got problems," Waverly said.

"Alright, alright," Wynonna said.

Hand still over her eyes, Wynonna awkwardly sidestepped past her sister, shoulder brushing bare shoulder.

Waverly had spent most of her time in her room. She'd slept nude, naturally, after helping Wynonna move her clothes out to save on temptation. Now all she had was a few shoes, like the almost knee-high boots she had on. It was the most skin she could really cover. Somehow it seemed to have the opposite effect than making her feel less embarrassed.

She'd only come downstairs to do her best to make sure their home had no visitors. That would just make things worse.

It was evening when they heard a crash. Waverly hurried up the stairs, only to bump into Wynonna outside her room and squeal, trying to cover up with her arms.

"What is it?" Waverly said. "Can you let me in my room?"

"Er. Tiny problem," Wynonna said.

Blushing, too embarrassed to pay attention, Waverly pushed past her to get to the privacy of her bedroom. She opened the door and felt a sudden rush of cold air on her naked skin. Rubble littered her bed and floor, and when she looked up she could see the evening sky through a striking hole.

"Old houses are kinda shit," Wynonna said.

"What?!" Waverly said. "What happened to my room?!"

"Damp, I think," Wynonna said. "Kept meaning to get it fixed."

"Where am I going to sleep?!" Waverly said.