[littl3chocobo]

it was a cruel trick felix played and no amount of soap and scrubbing did more than make his skin raw. giving up after the third wash he found his towel and moved out of the small stall to go get an outfit from the clothes he had folded. he was met with felix wearing nothing but an apron and pulling things out of the small fridge, "if i had known it was permanent i would not have said yes." ignoring the clothes he came for he moved instead to lean against the narrow back, "that does not look like lamb-balls, what are you making?"