Daydreamer

I ended up sleeping on the couch, Tyler in my room. I insisted because if my brother caught him he would freak. Specifically at me. It sucked since Cody liked to sneak into the kitchen and grab a snack. If he ever asked I'd just tell him I was watching TV and accidentally fell asleep. So I slept on the couch than woke up in the morning for class. I could explain to Cody when I got home if Tyler woke up when Cody was still home.

My phone alarm woke me up.

I sneaked into my room and into my bathroom. Tyler was still sound asleep.

I quickly stripped and took a warm shower.

When I was done I wrapped my towel around my chest then realization hit me, "Fuck."

I usually changed in my room so I didn't bring any clothing into the bathroom with me.

I sighed, gathered some courage and tip toed into my room as quietly as possible. I easily maneuvered around my bed and opened my closet as quietly as possible. I grabbed a pair of leggings and a black v-neck, then headed back into the bathroom.

I put the clothes on the counter first then towel dried my hair as much as possible.

I dropped the towel from around me then reached for my clothes when the door opened.

"Fuck!" I screamed, quickly picking up my towel again and wrapping it back around, then placed a hand on my chest, "Tyler don't do that,"

"Oh shit." He muttered, holding his head in his hand, "Sorry." He muttered.

I waited for him to close the door and leave, which he decided to take him time with.

I muttered a curse under my breath, locked the door, and finished my morning routine.