[ he doesn't? caroline would have been willing to put good money down on the fact that damon had done exactly that — timing things to the most awkward moment possible just to ensure she couldn't bolt away is exactly the sort of manipulation she'd expect of him. really, she shouldn't even be surprised. ]

There's nothing — [ okay, there is, but she's loathe to admit it while she's naked in the shower washing soap out of her hair. she's loathe to admit anything right now. ] Okay, fine. Just stay there.

[ she was planning on enjoying a little bit of solitude in here, but since that's not happening, caroline settles for taking a few minutes for herself. just long enough to condition her hair, staring at his back all the while through the curtain to make sure he doesn't turn around (or, at least, that he doesn't catch her off-guard again when he does).

while the conditioner soaks in, caroline leans forward, head peeking out over the clutched curtain. ]

Laura's taking me. I outdrank a guy on the train to New Tokyo, she wants to see if we can make some money doing it again.