Arizona stretched as Austin growled out his words, and she let out a small groan mid-stretch, her shirt riding up over her belly button ring. "Oh hush, my couch is comfy," she smiled at him and walked over to the closet, pulling out a towel before throwing it at him. "Take a shower, you smell really bad."
"No, you take one first." He tossed the towel back at her.
"Austin, take a shower. You smell like you crawled out of a grave," she teased and chucked the towel back at him. He took two big steps and was in her face, shoving the towel at her, a smile on his face.
"Go," he smirked.
Arizona pushed the towel back with a squeak of protest and soon enough, they were shoving the towel back and forth at each other, laughing as they did so. "Aus, go!" Arizona giggled and let go of the towel. Austin wrapped his arm around her mid-drift right as she turned her back and lifted her easily in the air.
"Zona, you smell like straight alcohol. You go," she giggled some more, the laughter slowly dying out at the warmth surrounding her.
"Fine," she sighed and took the towel, trumping into the bathroom. She shut the door and after a few moments, dropped a hair dryer to the ground. "Austin! Help me! I slipped and twisted my ankle!" The door flung open and Arizona slid out, holding onto the handle with all her strength as she giggled.
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