Seymour & Rosette "The Price of Deception"

Who, When & Where: I think you can figure these out by now!
<ooc: you asked for it! *commence operation blush like a tomato*>
Rosette looked around the place again, making sure she hadn't just
missed the towels, but there were none. Even the wet ones in the
wash bin had been taken.
Of course, in Rosettes very strange mind, this was just Seymours way
of saying that he liked her, and her mind whirred away, thinking of a
way to turn this to her favour.
She picked up her pyjamas, and opened the door slowly.
Seymour looked out of the corner of his eye, and saw no one in the
doorway, no one had moved. He looked away for a split second, and
that was when it happened. Rosette darted from the bathroom, still
dripping wet, into her own room, and slammed the door shut.
"hah, that'll teach him." she said to herself, thinking that he had
planned to catch a glimpse of her naked.
Seymour got up, having heard her movements, and walked to the
bathroom door, which had been left open. There was a puddle of water
still on the floor in there, and now wet footprints had been left on
the carpet, leaving a trail to her room. The soft carpet had been
troden in, which would most likely leave an imprint of her foot there
unless they were dried properly.
Even though it was his own fault, seymour became even more enraged,
and vowed to himself that he would do something to get her to leave,
or die trying.
A few minutes later, Rosette emerged from her room, now fully
dressed, save for still being wet from her shower when she did, so
her clothes had gotten a little wet... which also meant that when she
threw herself on the sofa, not only did she knock all the cushions
around, including a few on the floor, but she left part of a Rosette-
shaped wet mark on it.
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