Bath
Posted at firefly100 for challenge four. Spring.
As much as she loves being out in the black, Kaylee can't say no to the promise of a real Spring festival. It ain't home, but it's the closest she's been in some time.
Her first real bath in weeks, but she soaps up and rinses hurriedly; the mechanics of washing taking over as she dreams of the treats ahead. A slim fingered hand reaches out and stops her. River has stepped out of her own rented tub. There's a dripping sponge in her hand and her gaze is fixed on the side of Kaylee's neck. "You missed a spot."
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As much as she loves being out in the black, Kaylee can't say no to the promise of a real Spring festival. It ain't home, but it's the closest she's been in some time.
Her first real bath in weeks, but she soaps up and rinses hurriedly; the mechanics of washing taking over as she dreams of the treats ahead. A slim fingered hand reaches out and stops her. River has stepped out of her own rented tub. There's a dripping sponge in her hand and her gaze is fixed on the side of Kaylee's neck. "You missed a spot."
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