Shower sounds

The sound of a shower stirs Ethan.

For a moment, he doesn't know where he is, and why a shower is running, but after a moment he remembers.

Layla.

Sitting up, he looks around the room. His clothes are nearby, clean and dry now, Layla having dropped them off while he slept. Slipping from bed, Ethan goes to them, wondering if he should put them on.

A moment later, the shower stops, and Ethan feels suddenly very vulnerable.

"Layla?" he calls through the door.

"Hmmm?" She sounds far away, "Ethan are you up?"

"Yeah, uh..." he pauses, "Good morning?"

He hears her laugh, and also the sound of a door opening. "Good morning. Take a shower. I insist. I'll be downstairs."

Sniffing himself, Ethan thinks that might be a good idea...

After he hears her go downstairs, Ethan slips from the room and makes for the bathroom, hoping in the shower quickly. He makes it fast, not wanting to impose, barely thinking at all as he washes.

When he's down, he slips into his clothes, fixes his hair, and heads downstairs.