Suddenly she heard some noises. It was raining outside, and after a while there was a knock on the door.

– Carmen… come on in, it’s pouring!

She had opened the door to a soaked Carmen. It was freezing and she seemed cold.

– You’re soaked.  I’ll give you a towell so you can get dry.

After that she thought about the stupidity of her comment. Carmen was literaly dripping and a towel could do nothing.

– listen, don’t get me wrong or anything, but re-thinking it, I think you better take a shower. You know, you’re gonna catch a cold otherwise.

– I know and why would I take that wrong? I mean is a shower…

– Uhm… yeah sure… but, you know, I just wanted you to know that I’ve no tricks in my sleeve. I just don’t want you to think of me like that, you know a player and all and I want to make clear that I don’t think of this like that, I don’t think of you like tha-

– Shane, remember when I told you about not wanting to go to hell? I know you’re a lesbian and that is fine, I mean, if that works for you, is fine. But it doesn’t for me. So don’t worry about it, I’m not going to think anything – said Carmen beaming –

The bathroom is…

– huh… yeah sure. Sure. The bathroom is upstairs and there you have some dry towells. I’ll just wait here.

– Okay, thank you. I’ll be right back.

With that Carmen left and Shane thought about how great was to have that kind of friend. The gang was cool and all, but Carmen was different and she liked that.

After a few minutes Carmen came downstairs wearing the same soaked and baggy clothes as before. She was looking embarassed and absolutely cute.

– Carmen are you kidding me?

– Huh?… why?

– You’re wearing the same clothes! They’re all wet! There’s no need to be brilliant to notice that you’ll get a cold if you keep dress like that. Let me just bring some new clo-

– NO! I mean, no. It’s fine, really.