After I’m done making sure my pad is dust free, I hop into the shower and resist the urge to j******f. Pushing all naughty thoughts of Rey out of my mind-I quickly rinse off and run conditioner through my hair-washing it out a couple minutes later. When I’m done, I grab the towel, running it through my hair not caring about the water that rolls down my body onto the bath rug beneath my feet. Opening up the cabinet I grab some gel, squeeze a bit onto my fingers and run them through the dark strands-I style it into a way that makes it look more tamed than usual. My body air dries as I fuss with my hair. When I’m satisfied with the way it looks, I brush my teeth before pulling on black jeans-forgoing boxers-pairing them up with a white button up, rolling the sleeves up to my elbows.
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