***Finn***
"Wow, you are very tense, what has happened?" Joel correctly surmises as I swiftly exit the bathroom after a fairly long shower. He follows me into the bedroom.
"How do you do that?" I mutter while rummaging in my drawer for some boxers.
"I'm an actor. Reading body language is literally part of the craft," Joel declares happily, "tell Uncle Joel what the problem is."
"It is not a problem as such," I reply, pulling my boxers on under cover of my towel. I pause, "did Christa seem to mind that you had done stuff with other girls before her?"
Joel looks at me like I'm nuts.
"Er...well, we didn't talk about it. She didn't bring it up, neither did I...we just did our own thing."
I nod and shrug a little before wandering back into the living area to get some water. Joel makes a
