Carlos looked at it and nodded. “Yeah. Let’s hope it’s still
kinda warm. Heh.” He finished kicking off the rest of his vault suit and Carlos
quickly picked it up from the floor and put it on the back of a chair. He made
a mental note to wash it that night so he could dry it. As for his underwear…
Carlos hesitated for a moment, but he took a quick breath and dropped them
before kicking them toward the chair to be washed later too.
He turned to glance at Hancock and give him a slightly
nervous smile before heading for the tub, not giving the other much time to look
him over before he actually got in the tub. The water was still kinda warm,
which was good, and Carlos didn’t waste time crouching down and sitting pressed
against one end of the tub.
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