Bad day, no biscuit.
closed starter for @erestorslibrary
After a very eventful day, within which most events could loosely be described as negative Mairon had just gotten home. After taking his coat and shoes off in the hall he made his way to the main bathroom next to his bedroom, stripping himself off his tie and dresshirt on the way. Hanging the tie over the edge of the hamper and throwing his shirt in he opened his pants, pulling them off together with his underpants. They joined the shirt in the hemper and were followed shortly afterwards by his socks. Once naked he stepped into the shower, turning the water on on cold.
The cold water caused his skin to tingle, but he reveled in it. Leaning forwards so his forearms rested on the shower wall he closed his eyes and let the water run over him, soak his hair and cool his body down. Several minutes he stayed like this until his skin was cold and his mind had calmed down somewhat. The man dried himself half heartedly, wrung out his hair and then wrapped a new towel around his hips, before returning to the bedroom. There he spread out the towel he had ben wearing over the blankets and let himself fall backwards on top of them.
Staring at the white ceiling he tried not to think about his day.
