She had come home from the Training Center and immediately showered. The warm water calmed her typically underused, now aching, muscles. After changing into a pair of denim shorts and a cropped t-shirt, she’d settled onto the couch in hopes of getting some reading done. She’d thrown her hair up in a messy bun when she’d gotten out of the shower, unwilling to even attempt to tame it in this weather. Her hair would likely be wet for hours. 