19

"You coming?" I asked, gesturing to the bathroom.

As soon as I turned my back to the girl I smirked, I really was coming to like my age. Doing these things as an adult or even slightly matured would be seen as weird and perverted.

But at my perceived age, where I looked more like a child it was more innocent and cute than anything.

And to top off everything it worked. The smirk on my face was wiped off in favor of a more innocent expression as I looked back after opening the door.

When I did so I watched as Angela took off the covers and walked over to me, her eyes partially lidded as she took in my disheveled appearance. Or according to her my adorable appearance.

I couldn't help but smile as I followed her into the bathroom and rid myself of my clothes, all the while turning both the fan and the shower on.

When I looked up I could see the blush raging on Angela's face but I didn't do anything about it, just taking care of my morning needs and hopping into the shower.