We had made plans for a nice night out. Nothing fancy but dinner at a place that didn’t need reservations then a movie we both wanted to see. She got here early. The hair around her face was wet and hung in little wet whisps that clung to her face. “I’m not feeling so good. I think it was lunch. I haven’t been feeling good since then.”

“Are you okay?”

“Let’s just say I don’t know if dinner is the greatest idea. Maybe we can get pizza or something and just watch a movie here.”

She raised her hand to her lips and her eyes bulged a little.

“Maybe just a movie.”

She then made a beeline for the bathroom.

The door slammed behind her and the water started running.

After a few minutes I was concerned.

“Hey,” I knocked softly. “Are you all right in there?”

Her voice sounded strained. “Um..I’m fine. Do you still have that Imodium in the medicine cabinet?”

“Uh huh.”

“Good. Why don’t you start watching something without me. I may be a while.”

I was concerned and a little bit ****ed off that my evening had been shot to hell. More concerned really but I couldn’t do anything. I sighed and turned on the t.v

After about 15 or 20 minutes my concern overrode anything I was doing.

I tapped on the bathroom door again.

“I’m fine.” her voice sounded strained but okay.

More T.V.

Finally I heard the door open and close and I turned to look at her.

“Feeling bett…” My words died in my throat.

There she was.

Hair pinned back.

A smile on her lips and her eyes seeming to glint with mischief.

Blue.

Two shades of blue.

And two round orange circles.

naked.

“Mudkip.” she chirped.