You were dirty, beat, and just in need of a good shower. The others hadn't gotten nearly as bad as you, and most of them headed home. You went into the showering room and grabbed your towel from your locker before going into the shower, hanging up the towel.

You turned on the shower, putting it on a pretty hot temp. The shower quickly filled with steam, and you showered behind the wall next to the glass. Humming, you rubbed your shampoo into your hair, head tilted back. You rinsed it out and kept your hands on your forehead so it didn't get in your eyes.

You heard the door open, and you didn't pay attention to it, grabbing your body wash and putting it on a loofah. You started to wash yourself before you heard someone walk in.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite guardian," The person said. You'd recognize that voice anywhere. It was Rex. He walked in, put his own towel up and then walked over to you. You felt him get a little close to you, leaning next to you.

"Need some help?" He asked, grinning as he watched you.