She squeezed the water out of her hair and stomped out of the bathroom in anger after seeing his trouser also wet.
"Hey, why are you leaving?"
"You did that on purpose now didn't you." She ground her teeth glaring daggers his direction.
"You don't have the right to blame me for that missy. I tried telling you but you ignored me ."
"So that's what..." she face palmed herself.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay."
"So..."
"So?"
"So now that were wet what are we going to do."
"Get those clothes off first then we'll .."
"Are you crazy, you want to take advantage of a drenched lady."
"No that's not what I meant."
"Oh really . I hope you don't mind explaining to me exactly what you meant by that."
"You'll catch a cold, take of your clothes."
She made an oh with her lips making a round shape.
"I misunderstood you , again."
"You do , all the time."
"Forgive me , again."
"It's fine."
