Just as you were thinking, the bathroom door opened and that's when you swiftly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around you.

You looked down to see Chucky smirking at you while looking at you up and down.

A silence flooded the bathroom and you felt terribly uncomfortable, you weren't fond with him staring you down and not saying one word, not one.

You watched as he turned around and shut the bathroom door.

He faced you again and leaned back on the door while crossing his arms over his chest,

he smirked.

You finally swallow that build up saliva that you've been holding in since he's came in.

To your "luck ", you assume it was loud because Chucky started laughing.

he didn't think twice about looking at you and instead opened the door to the bathroom. Almost like he could read your thoughts, he stopped with his hand on the door, he then left the bathroom without another word.

Finally being able to breathe, you loosen the grip on the towel around you.

You still liked Chucky even after everything that has gone on. Not knowing if it's because he's practically a celebrity that's living in your house or because you're a fan of him. Maybe a mix of both.

Shaking your head, you just wanted your mind to be wiped blank. Usually your expertise is to have a blank mind, but now that he's here, you can barely sleep at night due to your mind being overflown with thoughts.

Reaching down to the shower knob, you turn the shower head water on.

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, cause once again, I don't know what y'all be doing in the shower. I probably don't want to know. Don't tell me y'all be dancing and singing to some Just Bieber and slippin' in the shower..

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You dry yourself off with a towel but stop as you hear Chucky talking.

Wrapping the towel around you, you walk up to the door and put your ear to it.

his tone was filled with annoyance.

You furrow your eyebrows.

his tone was getting harsher. he paused, a very long pause. the conversation went silent again before he replied, Chucky got cut off,

You have never craved to ask questions so bad as you did now, it was obviously a phone call he was on but who he was on call with wouldn't leave your mind.

Opening the bathroom door, you walk straight to your room, not trying to bombard him with questions.

To your luck, he wasn't in your room. In conclusion, he was probably on the couch or digging through your refrigerator.

Just as you shut the door to your room, you heard him walking and then stop at your door, he half yelled on the other side of the door.

you slightly gave attitude.

He chuckled,

Without another word, you heard him start to walk away, his footsteps fading in volume.

Going through your closet, you take a moment to see what you wanted to put on. You were indecisive so it did take a good moment.

Then you finally decided on (. Nothing too flirty though, shawties.)

**If you have long hair, you threw it up in a bun.

**If you have short hair, just keep it as is (:

You turn the door knob of your door, you walk out of your room and are met with silence.

You knew exactly what was going on.

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