He stared at the tub and then the bathroom door before letting go of my hand and hissing but picking his clothes off the floor.
What did I do wrong?
I watched him walk to the door and go out the bathroom shutting the door behind him.
Great.
"Good job Iman, you scared the guy away." I sighed and plopped into the tub dunking my entire head under the water and letting out a loud and frustrated scream.
After a good thirty minutes, I unplugged the tub and dried off my body, wrapping the towel around me and brushing my teeth.
I ruined our friendship too, I'm almost positive about that.
Fucking hell.
Going out the bathroom, I looked to one of the beds to see Everett laying there with his eyes shut and his arm over his face. He wore his pajamas and looked defeated.
I pulled my pajamas out
