I walk to the guest room to clean up and change because there is no way I could do anything in my clothes, but I don’t have spare clothes with me. I walk upstairs to Ethan’s room to ask him if he has anything that I could wear after I take a shower. I get to the top of the stairs, and there are two doors. One by the left and another by the right, I knock on the door by the right, hoping it's Ethan’s room. A shirtless Ethan with only his sweatpants on, answers the door. Ya Allah is this some type of punishment or something. Why do...