
Nikolas had pulled a chair over to the sink, taken OFF HIS CLOTHES, and climbed into the pot that had been full of warm soapy water. Apparently the bi-monthly bath I force myself to give him isn't enough for him. Imagine that.
He's a strange one, what can I say.
Well, I guess I don't have to say anything, you can see for yourself:)

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