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The door slammed shut, admitting the storm with her. Fallon stood dripping on the mat, rainwater pooling around her squelching boots. Her hair plastered to her face, she looked wrecked and wild. She kicked off her shoes, the scent of coconut body wash clinging to her skin despite the deluge. With a heavy sigh, she marched past the cat bowls toward the bedroom, her eyes locking onto you on the bed. A crooked smirk cut through her exhaustion. She pointed a wet finger. “You. Me. Shower. Now.”