As glad she was he had a decent shower on board, she did not like the thought of him getting supplies by himself. He could try to get away or even contact other hunters to come and grab her. Besides, she would’ve liked to come along so he wouldn’t have to spend his credits on a trip she wanted to make.
With a shake of her head she tried to forget these thoughts and took the towel from off the top of the fridge. It was a quite large, white towel, clearly made for a man his size. When Alyson looked around the ship several times, making sure he was off for shopping, she unzipped her pants and dropped it to the floor. Her shirt was next, making her grunt a little as it passed over her head. The wound was still very painful but the blood around it had dried which was a good sign. Following was her bra and underwear, which she placed on top of the fridge. Standing there, bare naked, she laughed a bit. ”Look at me, standing naked in some strangers ship. Behind a damn fridge! Wish we would’ve taken my ship, at least that one got a decent bathroom.” And with that thought she hopped inside the shower.
Steam filled the area around the shower, making the glass fog up. The size of it was quite large, and it could easily fit two people. Well, that’s what Alyson thought. She never shared a shower with anyone before anyway. Picking up a blue bottle from the build-in shelf, Alyson opened the cap and took a whiff. It clearly was a manly scent, but what to expect from Flynn. With a shrug she lathered up the lower parts of her hair, and tried to wash as close as she could to the wound. With another pink bottle, she soaped up her entire body. The soap itself was rather oily, making her skin amazingly smooth. With a grin she imagined Flynn using this on his hairy body.
When she started to rinse everything off, the water had a slight red colour and Alyson had to try her best not to faint. “Oh god..” She said to herself. The water slowly turned back into a transparent colour as all the blood had been rinsed away.
At that very moment Flynn walked back in. The view he would get was a blurry profile from Alyson in the see-through but fogged up shower. And honestly, Alyson picked the worse moment to step out of the shower. When she slid open the door, there they were, eye to eye. Although she was holding up the towel in front of her breasts and part of her private part, it was clear she was butt naked. As water drops slide from her wet hair down over her shoulders and back, she quickly closed the shower in front of her once again. “Oh my god!” She yelled, clearly freaking out. “You did not. Just. See. That.” Alyson took a deep breath and held on hand against the glass to support her. For a moment there, Flynn did not say or do anything, but she knew he had seen her. Her in all her imperfect glory.