Shaving

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Nico squirted the shaving cream into his palm. He hasn't shaved in months, but he's beating his Depression so he wants to get better at keeping up with his personal hygiene.

He spread the scream out on his face, looking in the mirror. He didn't have much facial hair, but it was a lot for him. It was about as long as two fingernails, but it was long enough that Nico hated having a beard and a weird mustache to go with it.

He started shaving.

"Ouch."

"Sh!t."

"Dammit."

By the end, he didn't have to worry about his face being covered in hair, because it was covered in blood and little marks. He wiped his face up, wincing.

"This is why I don't freaking shave."

He stuck little bits of tissue to the marks and walked out of his cabin's bathroom.

To his absolute horror, Leo was waiting for him by his bunk.

"Leo! How'd you get in here?!"

Leo looked up and smirked, "Aren't you adorable. Nico di Angelo, you've finally brought some color to your face!"

Nico scowled, "Get out!"

"Try stripes instead of polkadot next time-"

"I SAID GET OUT!"

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