Day 48: Men's Showers [Fourth Shift]
After a rough morning, Lunch was actually fairly easy to sit through. Sechs and Kibitoshin hardly knew him, so light conversation was fine. The things from Breakfast and this morning though, would be sticking with him for a while. When the nurse arrived to take him to showers, he was relieved to find he was the first one there. With that, there would be fewer questions about some of his injuries. They weren't obvious most of the time, but in the showers, one couldn't exactly hide them.
He took off the eyepatch at the nurse's insistence, along with the rest of the institute's standard uniform. There was the locket too, from Aaron, that the nurse told him she'd keep an eye on. That done, he went about the usual routine, scrubbing out his hair first and slicking it back before he soaped up. While some of the injuries had quickly become nothing but scars, there were still a few remaining, the deep cut in his neck, right above his collarbone was still in stitches, though it'd closed up and started to heal. He couldn't see it, but he ran his thumb along the length of it, feeling a slight stinging sensation as the soap reached it.
Once finished, he dressed and let his nurse re-fit the wounds with new bandages and a fresh and clean white medical eyepatch. His hair was starting to get a bit long, he noticed, but maybe he'd wait a bit longer before he asked them to cut it. Still, he dried it as much as he could, then headed out of the showers.
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He took off the eyepatch at the nurse's insistence, along with the rest of the institute's standard uniform. There was the locket too, from Aaron, that the nurse told him she'd keep an eye on. That done, he went about the usual routine, scrubbing out his hair first and slicking it back before he soaped up. While some of the injuries had quickly become nothing but scars, there were still a few remaining, the deep cut in his neck, right above his collarbone was still in stitches, though it'd closed up and started to heal. He couldn't see it, but he ran his thumb along the length of it, feeling a slight stinging sensation as the soap reached it.
Once finished, he dressed and let his nurse re-fit the wounds with new bandages and a fresh and clean white medical eyepatch. His hair was starting to get a bit long, he noticed, but maybe he'd wait a bit longer before he asked them to cut it. Still, he dried it as much as he could, then headed out of the showers.
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