Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield
Evey came out of her room in the shadow gallery for the millionth time. Looking around as she rubbed her eyes against the faux morning light that V mimicked in the shadow gallery.
Well this would be a good day to explore, though V was not up yet.
She came to the shower room, switching on the water to get it warm enough before shoring off a silken robe and exposing her body.
When the water was warm enough she stepped in. It was very refreshing, the crystal clear water a very welcome start to her day.
Meanwhile, V was just rising himself. After a long night of gallivanting he had overslept.
Shower water? Evey never took morning showers.
V walked slowly out of his room, half asleep and opened the door. Surely he had left the water on.
"AHH!"