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week three, sunday
[FUCK
Everything is awful, and Barnham is pissed. Eventually, he ends up storming into the bathhouse, brow furrowed, expression flat--
And freezes when he gets to the water and notices someone who should definitely not...be there...if he was on the right side.
(Alarmingly, he can't even be sure if he went on the wrong or right side or not. He's tired and exasperated and frustrated and angry.)]
... Lady Instructor.
[A pause...and then he sighs. Whatever. Fuck it. They already stripped in the trial (fat load of good that did) and now... here they are.
He steps into the water.]
Everything is awful, and Barnham is pissed. Eventually, he ends up storming into the bathhouse, brow furrowed, expression flat--
And freezes when he gets to the water and notices someone who should definitely not...be there...if he was on the right side.
(Alarmingly, he can't even be sure if he went on the wrong or right side or not. He's tired and exasperated and frustrated and angry.)]
... Lady Instructor.
[A pause...and then he sighs. Whatever. Fuck it. They already stripped in the trial (fat load of good that did) and now... here they are.
He steps into the water.]
no subject
[YOU'RE NAKED STAY ON THAT SIDE OF THE BATH.]
I certainly do not.
[SHEESH.]
Your word is enough for me.
no subject
[ She's totally trolling now, but hey, she's also rising out of the water
like Jaws]no subject
He's about ready to jump out of the bath himself]
Absolutely not!
I shall leave you to your bath, Lady Instructor!
[TIME TO FLEE]