Chapter 11-6

"What the Hell happened?" Levi questioned, turning to grab the cement block from its position by the shelf and prop it up against the now open door. The doctor was stood in front of us in a pair of flannel pyjama trousers and a football jersey, a pair of large hiking boots and a waterproof coat thrown on top. Her box braids were gathered on top of her hair beneath a black bonnet and in all honesty, she looked as if she'd just rolled out of bed, "Jesus, its freezing in here." I only just then seemed to realise that half of my body was actually pretty toasty considering the previous temperatures, glancing down confusedly to find that my side was quite heavily leaning against Charles'. Clearing my throat awkwardly, I subtly as possible pulled away and shifted my position -- the lack of warmth distinct even as I only put a few more centimetres between us. That's embarrassing. "The door locked," I offered as a mumbled reply, my face heating up even fur