She wasn't a fool; from the moment she'd realised she was going to be sharing a room with three adult men, she had several contingencies in place. Even if two of those contingencies were 'stabbing them in their sleep with a pencil' or 'biting', the rest were rather less violent.

Such as this one, where she jumped at his voice, and pulled the towel back around her from where she'd been trying to decide whether she should just climb back onto the bunk and change under the blankets.

"I'm fine!" Her voice was high, and her tongue felt heavy in her mouth; she swallowed around it. "I... I wanted to wash before anyone else got up." There, that was a good reason to have been up early, right?