âI promise Iâm not looking!â Finley shouted as he cracked the door open just enough to yell into the room. âItâs Finn. Iâm sorry. Youâre sister pointed me in this direction and I was hoping Iâd catch you before you leftâŚ.I mean, not naked. I just, uh, I need a favor. Some help actually. Are you busy tonight?â
Abra quickly, instinctively pulled her shirt to her bare chest as she heard Finleyâs voice. âThis is a girls locker room!â She exclaimed dramatically, feeling her cheeks grow red at the thought that he might have seen something without her knowing. âWhat can I help you with?â She asked in a small voice. âand can you wait outside til I get dressed?â



















