You're still frozen by indecision when they burst in beside you
From Create Your Own Story
While you stand there trying to think, the door bursts open. You look up and see a tall, very well-muscled man who appears to be in his mid-20's enter. He has short brown hair and his brown eyes seem to have a mischievous sparkle.
"You're in the wrong room," he says quietly. "I suppose the storm blinded you and you couldn't read the signs outside."
You nod. The man notices you're holding your underwear. "You look absolutely soaked," he continues. "Come with me. I'll take you to my house and get you cleaned up." He gently takes your small hand in his. "You'll catch your death of cold if you stay here. Oh, let me introduce myself. I'm Thomas."
"I'm Meg," you reply.
