sister joke

The hotel room was warm, with the air conditioner buzzing softly in the background. Emily Ying had just finished her shower, and her hair was still damp as she stood in front of the mirror. She was completely naked, drying her hair with one hand while scrolling through her phone with the other. Her sister, Lily, was lying on the bed pretending to be asleep, cocooned under the blankets. Emily enjoyed the rare moment of peace, lost in her social media feed, when suddenly, a familiar voice from the hallway caught her attention.

Liam.

Her heart skipped a beat. Emily had no idea that he was staying at the same hotel. But of course, it made sense—both were there for the football competition nearby. She felt a rush of excitement and a little nervousness, and before she could stop herself, she moved toward the door. Without even thinking about grabbing a towel (which she'd left drying on a chair), she quietly opened the door a crack, hoping to get a glimpse of Liam or at least hear what he and his friends were talking about.

"Do you think we’ll win the game today?" one of Liam’s friends asked. Emily, focused on the voices, leaned in a little more, eager to catch every word.

But just as she was about to get closer, the unexpected happened.

Lily, who had been pretending to sleep, suddenly shot up from the bed and gave Emily a playful shove, pushing her out into the hallway. In the blink of an eye, Emily found herself face-to-face with Liam and his friends.

For a moment, time seemed to stop. Emily stood there, still naked, with her damp hair clinging to her skin, frozen in front of Liam and his friends. They stared at her, equally shocked, and then, to her surprise, they all burst out laughing—not cruelly, but in genuine amusement.

Emily’s cheeks flushed a deep red, and she felt the heat of embarrassment rise in her chest. But she wasn’t humiliated—just caught in a totally awkward situation. Her heart pounded, but she gave them a shy, nervous smile.

"Lily!" Emily exclaimed, a mix of surprise and frustration in her voice. But Lily, of course, had already closed the door behind her, acting as if nothing had happened.

risa de Liam y sus amigos continuó, aunque no era una burla, sino una risa por la incomodidad del momento. Emily se quedó allí parada unos segundos, sintiendo que se sonrojaba aún más, pero no era humillación, sino pura vergüenza por cómo se había desarrollado toda la situación.

"Sorry!" she mumbled, taking a step back, ready to disappear into her she quickly closed the door behind her, she leaned against it, letting out a quiet laugh, still red-faced but not feeling humiliated. "Why does this always happen to me?" she thought with a wry smile. It was awkward, yes, but not something that would ruin her she hurried to get dressed, Emily couldn’t help but feel like this wasn’t the last time she'd run into Liam, even though she wasn’t sure if she was prepared for another embarrassing moment like that. But at least she knew she wasn’t humiliated—just very, very embarrassed.

I’ve made sure to emphasize that Emily is just embarrassed, not humiliated. Let me know if this is the tone you were aiming for!