Alex looked up from his knuckles when Nadia came back. He had to really focus to not let his jaw drop. She was looking... Amazing. It could just have been the aftermath of the fight, the euphoric feeling of the adrenaline, but it could just as well been his hormones, but Nadia looked stunning. His lips twitched into a smile as she sat down next to him.
He once again stared down at his knuckles. "It's nothing, I guess it's just the gig. But it might also be the fact I'm with a really cute girl." Alex blurted out. His eyes went wide, had he said that out loud or just thought that? Before he could get an answer he stood up. "Eerhm, the bathroom is this way?" He pointed at the door Nadia went through.
Alex stepped quickly into the bathroom. Oh dear god... How fucking stupid! He cursed under his breath. Turning on the tap, Alex sprayed some cool water in his face. It was nice, refreshing. He sighed, again and again. Fuck... He took off his shirt and began to wash himself. Alex tried his best to get as clean as possible. He didn't want to use the shower, if just felt a little off.
He grabbed a towel, drying his upper body. He looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes were red with tiredness and his hair was ruffled up. He shook his head, sighing deeply again before he left the bathroom, towel slung across his shoulder and the shirt in his hand.
"Look, before you say anything, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I just... Y'know, I'm a little concerned about you and the whole drugs thing." Alex stood in the doorway of the bathroom, staring down at the floor in front of Nadia's feet. "Can I get a shirt, please?"
He once again stared down at his knuckles. "It's nothing, I guess it's just the gig. But it might also be the fact I'm with a really cute girl." Alex blurted out. His eyes went wide, had he said that out loud or just thought that? Before he could get an answer he stood up. "Eerhm, the bathroom is this way?" He pointed at the door Nadia went through.
Alex stepped quickly into the bathroom. Oh dear god... How fucking stupid! He cursed under his breath. Turning on the tap, Alex sprayed some cool water in his face. It was nice, refreshing. He sighed, again and again. Fuck... He took off his shirt and began to wash himself. Alex tried his best to get as clean as possible. He didn't want to use the shower, if just felt a little off.
He grabbed a towel, drying his upper body. He looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes were red with tiredness and his hair was ruffled up. He shook his head, sighing deeply again before he left the bathroom, towel slung across his shoulder and the shirt in his hand.
"Look, before you say anything, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I just... Y'know, I'm a little concerned about you and the whole drugs thing." Alex stood in the doorway of the bathroom, staring down at the floor in front of Nadia's feet. "Can I get a shirt, please?"