Sort Of

You get out, and dry off before wrapping a towel around your waist. As you head out the door, you hear the doorbell ring - it's Katy. Your heart races, and you rush into your bedroom. You don't want to keep her waiting, so you decide to just put on a pair of boxer shorts and a t-shirt, so you can greet her in more than just a towel - a situation that would embarass you very much.

You put on a black t-shirt and dark green shorts, before rushing down the stairs. Opening the front door, you see Katy standing on the front porch, not paying attention to the door, instead looking towards the street. Her black hair is tied back into a bun, and she's wearing a white and black striped dress. She turns to the door, and says, "Sorry I'm early."

"It's okay," You say, "I was uh - in the middle of getting dressed."

She looks down at your shorts, before looking back at your face. She smiles faintly, seemingly amused by how nervous you seem to be. "Mind if I come in? ," She asks.

"I don't mind," You say, backing away from the door, allowing her to walk into the living room. "I'm gonna go get dressed," You say, "If you don't mind." You smile faintly, getting a slightly dirty thought in the back of your head from the addition of "if you don't mind." She smiled back.

"Go ahead."