Victor
It should be a lie - that I want to be here with him, that I am doing it only because I am a desperate man on a mission, that I am using him. The truth however is different. I do want to be here, I do want to be with him.
He let me use his shower and as I scrubbed myself, getting a little of that morning freshness back to my skin, I can’t stop thinking of him. The small bathroom at the end of the floor is exactly this - small. There is barely any space to fit the shower and the large metal bath and the cabinet with all the little scents and soaps and oils. And I do snoop, because… damn it, it is so relaxing to be able to do it. I don’t know the guy and deep down I want to. I want to know everything.
So, I am snooping. Morals before everything, prude to the bones and uptight ex
