While Julian was running errands

From Cindy’s perspective:

“Here’s the grocery list and some cash. And while you’re on your way out, here’s the key that was under the doormat” I said to Julian as I handed him all of the materials for some of the errands I was hoping he’d help out with.

“He’s been so sweet helping me out of a tough situation that treating him to some free dinner was the least I can do. Meanwhile, this can buy me some extra time to freshen up and finally put some real clothes on” I thought to myself as I walked him out to the garage door.

As soon as I saw Julian’s car rear out of the garage, I closed the garage door and breathed a sigh of relief that I can finally get cleaned up. After I wrapped up with the dishes, I left the kitchen to retreat upstairs to my master bathroom where I stripped off my only garment: this measly bathrobe that I’m pretty sure did me no favors in concealing my body from my son’s best friend. “Honestly, he’s seen plenty of me today, that I’m not overly concerned if he got more sneak peeks”, I thought to myself as I stood completely naked, partially admiring my own body in the mirror. I then went over to the shower and turned it on, cranking the water temperature all the way up. I couldn’t wait to just enjoy the comfort of a warm hug that my shower would offer me after the day that I had. Being found completely nude not only in front of Julian, but also some random kids who stole her clothes for no reason, I was completely mortified thinking about how that ordeal. After a few moments, the water in the shower reached my desired temperature, and I stepped in and allowed myself to be enveloped by the embrace of hot water under the shower head.

Suddenly, after what felt like several minutes of enjoying the steaming hot shower, the most unusual thing happened - the hot water from my shower was now coming out completely cold. “Ugh! What a disruption!” I thought to myself realizing that the water heater in the garage probably shut off while I was in the middle of my shower.

Slightly annoyed, I turned off the shower and stepped out. Looking around for something to dry myself with, I realized that all of my robes and towels were in the laundry room, with the exception of the flimsy robe on the ground that I was originally wearing. Weighing my options, I figured to myself that since it’s only me at home at the moment, it was hardly worth the trouble of covering up just to go downstairs to turn on the water heater. And with my mind made up, I opened the door to the bathroom and made my trek downstairs to the garage, once again exposing my entire naked body to the open air. At least this time, I figured, I won’t have to worry about being caught in an embarrassing ordeal. Nevertheless the trip was rather short as I made my way downstairs and turned the corner to the garage. I realized that, surely enough, the pesky heater did shut off. Shaking my head at the culprit, I flipped the switch back on and heard the heater whirr back to life, indicating that I can head back upstairs and resume my calming shower.

In relief, I opened the door of my house to head back towards the staircase, when suddenly, I found myself face to face with Julian, who seemed to have entered the front door holding a bag of groceries that I requested of him earlier. Once again, I was completely in front of my son’s best friend.