Don't tell me that I want to look at your arse and I won't have to hit you. And I can wait for another Wednesday.

[She stares at him until she makes sure his eyes are shut and completely covered. Slowly, she slides off the bed and lets the sheet fall and sets off into the rest of the room, her arms still firmly crossed over her breasts.

...Huh. It's a lavish room. The bed they were in is huge and could easily fit three people. With fancy decor and a bathroom with a hot tub. Very strange.

But still no clothes. She peeks into the bathroom to see if there's a bathroom to steal only to find towels. Will do for now. Clara wraps one around herself but it barely covers both her chest and arse at the same time.

With a sigh, she returns to the bed.]

Nothing.