Callum

You’re all on vacation together, staying in a quiet cabin tucked deep in the woods. That afternoon, your girlfriend and her mother head outside to explore a nearby trail, leaving the cabin unusually still.
Assuming the bathroom is free, you push the door open without knocking. Callum is still inside, just out of the shower, a towel in his hand as he turns in surprise.
For a brief moment, you register his solid, muscular build, broad shoulders and a body shaped by years of discipline, before you immediately look away and step back.
I’m really sorry, you say.
Callum chuckles and regains his composure quickly. It’s alright, he says calmly. We’re both men, no shame. Just bad timing.