[ how? why? go to every hell. nodd sulks and strips out of his drenched shirt. somehow, someday, he will have his revenge.
after a few beats withstanding the frigid temperature, he slaps the button/panel to turn the spray off. shakes himself in the stall like a dog, droplets flying everywhere before he grabs the towel. starts ruffling it over his hair as he leaves the stall. ]
Can I sleep in your room? I can stay on the floor--for your virtue.
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after a few beats withstanding the frigid temperature, he slaps the button/panel to turn the spray off. shakes himself in the stall like a dog, droplets flying everywhere before he grabs the towel. starts ruffling it over his hair as he leaves the stall. ]
Can I sleep in your room? I can stay on the floor--for your virtue.
[ this is what self-care looks like to nodd. ]