Violette sat on the hard white toilet seat for a few moments acknowledging what she had just done. She also acknowledged that she had to face Grayson again once she had changed out of her now only damp clothes. The thought crossed her mind that if she just stayed in the bathroom long enough that the clothes would just dry on their own. Heck, if she was lucky she could even stay in there long enough for her ankle to heal.

She knew that she was being childish, she propped herself up. Using the sink as a crutch she managed to pull her dress over her head and throw it on the ground. She glanced around for the robe, and spotted it on a shelf next to the door.

Leaning forward with one arm, holding onto the sink with the other and balancing on one foot she reached for the robe, only to come a few inches short.

“Damn.” She whispered.

Violette lost her concentration as she thought she heard a laugh from the other side of the door. Her imagination was really working overtime these days. She shook her head and reached further.

A smile spread on her lips as she triumphantly wrapped her fingers around the robe and yanked it towards her with more force than necessary. This act pulled her way off balance unfortunately.

Violette lost her footing, and not being able to think fast enough moved her left hand from the sink to be below her to break her fall. And break her fall it did, with a loud crash she fell onto the cold tile. Her left arm’s bare skin stung from the impact and she winced. Somehow her right ankle was still extended in the air behind her, and her knuckles were white around the robe. Violette laughed a bit at her position.

“Violette?! Are you okay?” Grayson’s serious voice called through the door as she sat up.

“Yea, I’m fine.” She lied as she looked at the large bruise already forming on her arm. This sort of clumsiness was not common to Violette. Around Grayson though, she seemed to be completely disorientated and unaware of herself.

Violette pulled the robe around her as best she could and debated trying to climb back onto the toilet before letting him come in. She knew the odds of that happening without further injury were slim to none.