[She follows his lead, drawing her own feet onto the bed-- she'd taken her shoes off by the door earlier, only threadbare socks adorn them now-- though she keeps her knees to her chest, planting her chin onto them and wrapping her arms around so that she can still sip the hot chocolate.]
It was... man. I don't know, I think not too long after Henry and I moved in?
Her shower just... stopped draining, so she called me and I get up there, and like-- [Her voice starts to crack into laughter, because in hindsight, it is really fucking funny.]
Lust is just-- she's got a towel and she's just soaking wet and looking real unamused, and there's like five inches of water in the shower stall and-- haha-- Guttle is just having the time of his fucking life in there, rolling around and splashing and makin' ork-ork noises.
And I'm like-- trying to ignore the fact that Lust only has a towel on-- [It had been before New Years but in hindsight she'd been a little flustered at the sight even then, before she actually knew what was going on in her head.]-- and I go in, and check out the drain, and just-- pull this two-foot-long mass of wet hair from the drain, and Lust made a face like--
[She mimes an appropriately Lust-like look of horror and disgust.]
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[She follows his lead, drawing her own feet onto the bed-- she'd taken her shoes off by the door earlier, only threadbare socks adorn them now-- though she keeps her knees to her chest, planting her chin onto them and wrapping her arms around so that she can still sip the hot chocolate.]
It was... man. I don't know, I think not too long after Henry and I moved in?
Her shower just... stopped draining, so she called me and I get up there, and like-- [Her voice starts to crack into laughter, because in hindsight, it is really fucking funny.]
Lust is just-- she's got a towel and she's just soaking wet and looking real unamused, and there's like five inches of water in the shower stall and-- haha-- Guttle is just having the time of his fucking life in there, rolling around and splashing and makin' ork-ork noises.
And I'm like-- trying to ignore the fact that Lust only has a towel on-- [It had been before New Years but in hindsight she'd been a little flustered at the sight even then, before she actually knew what was going on in her head.]-- and I go in, and check out the drain, and just-- pull this two-foot-long mass of wet hair from the drain, and Lust made a face like--
[She mimes an appropriately Lust-like look of horror and disgust.]