[ Gwen's just glad she wasn't in her pajamas yet. It'd suck to try to sleep in soggy pajamas, and her other pair is in the laundry basket. She watches Ifrit go and then turns her attention to her boyfriend, watching the look on his face for a moment and having a hard time staying mad at him.
As he stutters out his apology, the fire alarm finally shuts off and Gwen sighs with relief before nodding. ]
I'm...I mean, I'm soaked? But...
[ She shrugs. Could be worse. That alarm could still be flipping out. ]
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As he stutters out his apology, the fire alarm finally shuts off and Gwen sighs with relief before nodding. ]
I'm...I mean, I'm soaked? But...
[ She shrugs. Could be worse. That alarm could still be flipping out. ]