“Sharon, I'm done,” Kat mumbled shyly upon walking out of the shower room's door and spotting Sharon on the bed, who's currently wearing a reading glasses and flipping a book — Kat didn't know where she got those, though. “You can shower now.”
Sharon smiles a silent thank you for the notice.
Kat watched as Sharon take off her specs and massages the bridge of her nose before she closes the book and lays it flat above the bedside table.
They didn't have any exchange of words when Sharon proceeded to walk her way out to get clothes and came back to enter the bathroom.
It has only been a few moments since they have decided to finally leave the shore and call it a day after watching the sun set on the horizon.
When Sharon took the key from her pocket, and opened the long abandoned rest
