Scott, divests himself of his swim trunks hanging them over the towel rack in the bathroom. He turns the hot water on, checks the temperature and steps inside. He makes sure to wash his hair and use a lot of soap. He feels so sandy. Finally, when he feels like he's clean enough, he turns the water off and steps out onto the rug, grabbing the towel he'd taken. He dries himself off enough before wrapping the towel around his waist and emerging.

It's been ten to fifteen minutes as Scott steps back into his bedroom, dripping a little bit.

"Was it your turn to take a nap?" he asks with a smile. He moves over to his drawers and opens the top, pulling out a pair of boxer briefs.