The steam stops, but cold-ass water comes pouring down from above. I shriek, jumping back before immediately tapping another, barely looking at what I hit. Christmas music begins to blare. You’ve got to be kidding me. Now I’m stabbing the button, trying to make it stop. But “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” gets louder and louder. “What the fuck. Turn off!” I yell, trying not to freeze to death while smacking the whole damn display. I’m mid-panic when a deep bass reverberates over the music. “Samantha.” Samantha? That’s me. Oh my god, that’s Cole.
