I was sitting in the living room, chatting it up with my cousins when I imagine I hear a faint call.
Strain my ears and hear a plaintive "Yelp! Yelp!" Follow the *holla* down the hall till I encounter Martincito's head peering from behind the bathroom door.
"A towel, por favor?" he pleads, obviously naked.
"Uh, you DO know that no one's around. You could've just run out and grabbed it from the closet. It's only like 3 feet away." I inform him.
"Yeah, but I thought that my moms' just next door.
I didn't want to risk her coming out, seeing me, and having one of those awkward silences that last till after dinner."