"Ahhh..Damn!"(Pipe makes a hissing sound spraying water all down his front. His shirt drenched. He fixed the leak so no other water would flow out but the shirt he needed off so he didn't get sick. He unbuttons his shirt sliding off his finely chiseled body. He hears you at the door way as he turns around and sees you looking intently) "Oh...um...sorry. Do you have a dryer by chance?"
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