[And instead of finding his wrist, her hands find the soft dryness of the towel. Well... okay that was fine, too. Besides it was so rude of her to drip all over and be so miserable in his presence. So she takes the towel, trying to smile for him because he was putting up with her so well.
She immediately presses it to her hair, which was the worst perpetrator of the drips. And once she gets most of it dry she starts on her clothes, awkwardly dabbing. Her hair is pretty ruffled and probably just makes her look more pathetic.]
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She immediately presses it to her hair, which was the worst perpetrator of the drips. And once she gets most of it dry she starts on her clothes, awkwardly dabbing. Her hair is pretty ruffled and probably just makes her look more pathetic.]