Paige watched the bathroom door, waiting for some form of a response from Kat, but he heard nothing more than the water. Either she was still pissed at him and was ignoring him, or.... Or something had happened in there. And with the simple fact that she'd nearly fallen more than twice now, he was starting to grow concerned. Standing, he moved to stand infront of the door and wrapped him knuckles against the frame "Kat? Everything alright?" He asked, leaning a shoulder against the wall as he listened to the water patter in the shower, listened for the sound of the water shifting around a moving body.
It wasn't a sexual thing, trying to hear her in the shower, though it surely could have been under different circumstances. Oh, he could have made something as simple as a door between them the most erotic thing. But for this moment, he was concerned for her safety. If she had slipped and fallen, or simply passed out, she could have hit her head. And a second blow to an already likely concussed skull couldn't possibly be a good thing. "Kat?"
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