You'd think Nick probably forgot how to take a bath since he hasn't taken one in a long time. At first, Nick thought the same thing too, but surprisingly he remembered how to.
He realized that his shirt had a gradient on it, which made it look half cool, the top half of his shirt was black and slowly down at the bottom half, it changes into many tiny purple dots before turning dark indigo.
Nick looked at his mask that cover half of his face and his hoodie jacket. He needed those, or Nar's parents would most likely know who he was if he didn't put those on. Well, there was a fresh new jacket provided for him already but he doubt he could cover his face with just the hoodie.
"Yo, Britney, get out of the toilet." Someone banged on the door.
"Britney?" Nick raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, you girl, stop using the shower longer than my mom on fridays."
"I can't." Nick fiddled with his fingers, sweating nervously.
"What the heck not?" The person, Nar, replied.
"I need a mask. Preferably the cloth one."
"Use your old one then." Nar leaned against the door and drummed her fingers on it.
Nick sighed, "I can't, your mom is a clean freak and won't hesitate to tear off my dirty old mask and break my elbow when she sees my face."
Nar stifled a giggle and cleared her throat. "Ok, you wait, I'll see if I can find one in my room." She stopped leaning and walked off.
Nick waited till Nar's footsteps faded before he sat down onto the closed toilet seat.
He observed the bathroom closely for the first time, he expected everything to be gold and silver but no, around him was more of a mixture of white, blue and navy.
The white cover the ceiling like clouds and the blue covered most of the walls with little splotches of white to form smaller clouds. The navy covered the bottom part of the walls and the floor like the ocean.
Ice would have liked this. He thought to himself, he suddenly felt the wave of concern and guilt rush over him. He forgot about Ice. He hoped she was ok, the sewer water current wasn't that fierce, he was sure she'd be fine.
"Knock knock, princess, I got your mask." Nar jolted Nick out of his thoughts. Nick got up and opened the bathroom door, he quickly took the mask and wore it.
"Thanks." He breathed, relieved that he won't be stuck in the bathroom anymore.
"No problem, now come with me as I show you to your room." Nar bowed sarcastically.
"Won't a servant do that for you?" Nick arched an eyebrow.
"Oh silly Britain boy, I don't trust the staff enough with you. Sooner or later your probably gonna end up in a basement if I let them escort you."
"I'm not that weak, you were lucky."
"Shut up and follow me."
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Reverse Stockholm Syndrome
RomanceWas dedicated to Comet, Ice and one more person who had the username "needles" but I forgot their name. Unless that's really their name. Everyone wants to murder Nick, why? Well, he's wanted dead for multiple reasons. But the most important reason w...
