Room G-7 Bathroom
The warm, sudsy water rippled gently as Emma and Gwen sat on opposite ends of the tub, their knees drawn up slightly as clouds of bubbles floated between them.
Both women avoided each other's gaze as their faces burned red—not from the heat of the bath, but from the thick, awkward air that surrounded them.
Gwen finally broke the silence.
"Uh… sorry if this is, you know… a little weird."
Her voice was both quiet and uncertain.
Emma shrugged slightly, trying to act nonchalant as she swirled the water with her fingers.
"Nah, it's fine. I mean, this isn't the first time I've been in an… unconventional situation."
Gwen raised a curious eyebrow. "Oh?"
"Yeah…"
Emma said, leaning back against the edge of the tub.
