She climbs out and sits by him. "I'm gonna go shower. And sleep." She doesn't want to be awake when he leaves. "You shouldn't go home smelling like chlorine though. Go home smelling like that soap in the bathroom."
He takes her hand, understanding her reasoning. "Go sleep," he tells her. "I will go to Archer's for the rest of the evening." There isn't much time left anyway. "And I won't be gone long."
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