Kalim scrambles to reach for him, but it's too late. He's on the floor.
"Are you okay??" he asks, leaning over the side of the bed in concern -- only to sit up a second later and start scooting for the end of the bed. "Uhm, I really gotta go. Sorry!"
It's a blessing in disguise that Kalim's call to nature is so urgent, because it gives Jamil time to collect himself. He did bonk his head on the floor when he fell off the bed (not badly), which just adds an extra layer of bad mood to his Tremendous Embarrassment, but it only makes for a few seconds of delay before Jamil is on his feet and straightening up--both himself and the bed--ready to pretend that absolutely nothing happened the second that Kalim exits the bathroom.
"Jamil, hey!" Kalim at least shuts the door behind him before he hurries back over into Jamil's personal space. "Are you okay? You didn't get hurt, right?"
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Kalim scrambles to reach for him, but it's too late. He's on the floor.
"Are you okay??" he asks, leaning over the side of the bed in concern -- only to sit up a second later and start scooting for the end of the bed. "Uhm, I really gotta go. Sorry!"
He bolts for the bathroom.
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And he'd better not push his luck on this one.
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