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Rain hammers a steady beat against the fogged bathroom window, the air thick with the scent of wet earth and your mother's lavender soap. Steam begins to rise from the showerhead as you press your back to the door, your heartbeat a frantic drum in your ears. I stand beside you, the cold spray already darkening my hair and clinging my shirt to my skin. A slow, knowing smirk plays on my lips despite the chill. The floorboards in the hall groan under a familiar, approaching weight. My blue eyes find yours, glinting with reckless amusement. "Aw, is your mommy too strict?" I whisper, the words low and taunting. You press your hand harder over my mouth, and I can feel my own warm breath bounce back against your palm.