<div class="floatleft">(https://www.lahiguera.net/cinemania/actores/jake_johnson/fotos/26823/jake_johnson.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Flynn Huxley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16081547#msg16081547)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>September 1st, 11am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Viola's rooms<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A very, very dirty t-shirt and jeans (pictured)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Shower time!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Viola<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Flynn had been super pleased with Viola’s reaction to the new shower implement he had installed for her, at least until everything went wrong at once.   Sprayed directly in the face like he had been, it was a miracle Flynn had not managed to knock Viola down or do something inappropriate.  With water jetting in every direction, it seemed that every time Flynn tried to open his eyes to do something, he got shot in the face again and ended up trying to blink away water all while crying out loud enough that if Vi had neighbors they would be FULL of questions.<br/><br/>Luckily Vi was quick thinking enough, sort of, to eventually grapes the knobs and get the water to stop.  “How about that pressure though?”  He asked unhelpfully as she complained about looking like a drowned cat.  “I mean, maybe just a little?  I think that is mostly the glasses though.”  Realizing this was not the best thing to say, he should have said she looked like she glistened or something, Flynn instinctively backed away.<br/><br/>Looking down as he did, Flynn noted a lot of the water that hit him had turned his grubbiness into muddiness, and he was now dripping little brown spots onto Viola’s clean floor.  “Well, maybe you should give it a go without me getting into your hair…”  He continued, backing away earnestly now.<br/><br/>“Matter of fact, I think I’ll go clean up.  I’ll see you at the Feast then?”  Flynn added, trying to stop any more drips.<br/>