[ There's a small, choked off noise as he realizes that he's been standing around shirtless all this time, and immediately starts cursing under his breath as he makes a dash for the bathroom to pick up his shirt from the floor.
After it's on, he stands in there for a moment, hands gripping the counter and hanging his head in embarrassment, face warming up. Good one, Song.
He takes a deep breath before heading back out, having calmed down from his mini-freakout (and thank god his scales didn't decide to make an appearance), though he's keeping his head hung low, only to look up with a sheepish grin on his face, biting his lip. ]
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[ There's a small, choked off noise as he realizes that he's been standing around shirtless all this time, and immediately starts cursing under his breath as he makes a dash for the bathroom to pick up his shirt from the floor.
After it's on, he stands in there for a moment, hands gripping the counter and hanging his head in embarrassment, face warming up. Good one, Song.
He takes a deep breath before heading back out, having calmed down from his mini-freakout (and thank god his scales didn't decide to make an appearance), though he's keeping his head hung low, only to look up with a sheepish grin on his face, biting his lip. ]
Sorry about that.