Nowhere to Hide

I spent two nights hiding away in Kael's apartment, but I got unlucky on the third one.

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The third night.

I step out of the shower and hand Kael the hairdryer so he can dry my hair. He didn't have a functioning hairdryer, so he had to get a new one today. I sit in front of his dressing mirror, and he stands behind me as he dries my hair. We're still in the middle of it when a knock—no, more like