Garret rolled his eyes. "Well, Im finished so we can go do that in our room if you'd like," Garret winked at her.

Mickey had just finished getting dressed, now lying on the bed, comfortably in a t-shirt of Mac's

Mac was headed up to his room to get a few minutes of non-grassy shut eye, when he noticed the door was closed. The air was humid, so she must have taken a shower by now. He knocked on the door. "Hey, are you dressed?"

Mac opened the door and walked in, closing it back behind him. "So how'd your first shower in a year go?" Mac teased.

"To be honest, I didn't either when we first announced what we were to the world. But hey, here we are, not just surviving, but thriving." Mac said with no somber tone to be found.

Garret grinned and began walking towards their room.

Mickey sat up and pat the bed beside her. "Where'd you run off to earlier?"

"Do you think we'll all be okay now that Mickey is back?" Raven placed her head on his shoulders.

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"Didn't want to be alone very long, not give her a chance to show up," Mickey said.

"I can only hope."

"I think we'll be okay for a little bit,"

"I'm not sure I'd want to be in the shower with someone who was taking their first one in a year." Mac replied in a jokingly serious tone.

"But hey, you still looked fine for a girl that lived like a Sasquatch for a year." Mac said before laying back on the bed.

"Yeah, didn't even think about pluggin' my nose or anything." Mac met her look.