You think you're so smart, but I've seen you naked.

[near_your_enemy]

N lets out a quiet sigh as he turns off the shower knob, allowing a few moments to drip-dry, before grabbing at the towel.  It takes him a moment to compose himself--the shower didn't help as much as he was hoping it would--staring in the mirror for a moment before rolling his eyes at his own melodrama and quickly toweling his hair until it was

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[near_your_enemy]

Apparently, the chances were larger than Mihael thought, because there was a wet and very unclothed N (with a towel, of course) just starting to pull out the dresser drawer. Upon hearing someone come in, he let out a small squeak unbefitting of a mass murderer and yanked the towel back up to cover his chest and most of his back.

This was. Not. Happening.

He froze like a rabbit, unsure of quite what to do in a situation like this, staring, wide-eyed towards Mihael. His mouth opened, but nothing managed to come out, grasping at words for a moment before simply giving up, blinking and staring some more.

[near_your_enemy]

N blinks again and gives a hesitant nod.

"I believe that potential has long since been achieved." He murmured, his voice slightly higher than normal.