I had nothing to collect. I bathed. She braided her slightly damp hair into a simple braid. Out of habit, she tightened her chest with a wide strip of cloth. And pulling on her pants, she stumbled, clinging to the attentive silver look.

- Ah...

I didn't even notice him enter the bath. Vadim stood leaning against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest. Feverishly tightening the drawstrings at my waist, I tossed my head, showing confidence that I didn't have.

- Do you need something? - with trembling hands, I rested on my hips and from a hoarse laugh tightly clung to my own skin.

Wild smiled...