Emily's POV
I found a blue pair of jeans, a white shirt, and some underwear, and made my way to the bathroom.
There was already a soft, fluffy white towel set out for me on the sink, along with a hairbrush and other necessities.
I picked up the soap, noticing that it was my favorite flavor.
"How did he know that?" I gasped, amazed.
I shook my head in wonder. "It must be a coincidence."
Yet, everything else was spot on.
"Maybe you left some clues in your room," Willow said, explaining.
"Maybe," I said, opening the shower taps and waiting for the water to run warm before getting in.
It didn’t take me long to freshen up; I wasn't someone who enjoyed long baths and showers.
I dried off, got dressed, wrapped the towel around my head, and went to the bathroom.
"Finally!" Mila's voice
