Roman's brow twitched, and he immediately averted his gaze, turning his back to her. Patricia let out a scream, quickly grabbed her towel, tied it back around her body, and ran off in a panic.
"Too clumsy," he muttered under his breath before walking away.
Back in her room, Patricia collapsed onto the bed, burying her face into the pillow as a muffled, frustrated scream escaped her.
"You are so careless and stupid!" She scolded herself, smacking her forehead repeatedly. How could her towel fall at that exact moment? Why now, of all times?
"He saw everything, didn't he?" She muttered, still talking to herself. She screamed again. Of course he did, why else would he turn away so suddenly? He must have been disappointed by what he saw. How could she ever look him in the eyes again? Now, every time he looked at her, he would see her nakedness. What was she supposed to do?
