A date at the resort

Jake and I walked to the washroom and we paused at the door.

"I will wait right here. You go in." He said.

I nodded and I clenched the doorknob and pushed it open. I walked inside and shut the door. I walked towards the sink and I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

I noticed strands of the noodles rolling from my hair and dropping on my shoulders. "Ew!" I moaned.

I felt quite nervous being in the washroom hoping that no one was in the room as well. I did not want to be noticed. I did not hear any noise from either of the doors in the room and I felt quite relaxed but I wanted to eagerly hurry and get myself cleaned up before any lady step in and notice that I am

covered in spaghetti.

I bowed my head in the sink and pressed the tap rolling it and water gushed out of it. I bowed my hair under the tap and the water splashed on my hair. The water was frigid.

After I was done rinsing all the noodles and stew out, I reached towards a towel hung on a hook. I grabbed it and wrapped it aro