[center][color=teal][h2]Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey[/h2][/color][/center]

Jess gave a joyless laugh. [color=teal]"I suppose relaxing is too strong a word... But still."[/color] She hesitated outside the changing room. Would asking to swim be asking too much herself, after that screw-up? Pushing the thought aside, she followed. If they were going to strengthen the shield, they needed to share activities instead of keep their lives separate. Not that the latter would have been an option even if they'd wanted to.

Just as Roxy had said, several bathing suits were spread out. A few comfortable looking ones... And a few that Maxwell or other creeps must have liked seeing Roxy in. Jess shuddered, picking out a plain blue tankini swimsuit and heading towards a cubicle. Stopping just outside it, she looked over her shoulder, holding up the swimwear. [color=teal]"You sure it's ok?"[/color] 

For all the encouragements to spend time together, it was best to confirm it truly was ok. Not only was she a guest here, Roxy might not want a living reminder of how this mess had happened, not while trying to unwind. If the anchor wanted to be alone right now, Jess would wait here, in the changing room.