Riley shyly ushered Draco into his dormitory.
He moved around awkwardly before getting a towel and a change of clothes. "I will just wash up and change."
Then pulling out a chair under his bed, he said, "You can sit here. I'm sorry, it's a little cramp in here."
"It's fine." Draco smiled and sat comfortably on the swivel chair, his eyes drawn on the things on Riley's desk.
"I'll be quick," Riley said, backing slowly to the bathroom door.
"Take your time, Little Riley. There's no rush."
Riley nodded and entered the bathroom, not planning on taking Draco's advice. He hurriedly took a shower and came out fully cloth.
Head lowered, rubbing his hair dry, Riley began to speak, "I'm done. Let's-" But his voice trailed off to a halt when he saw the scene in front of him.
His legs crossed, sitting on a chair was Draco with his eyes closed. The man must have fallen asleep while he was inside the bathroom.
