Day 58, mid-morning

[commandergwen]

It had been a long time since Gwendal had slept so late. It was understandable given his company the night before. After all, she had worn him out both physically and emotionally. It was with a heavy heart that he noticed her side of the bed was empty with nothing more than a slight indentation in the mattress

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[gwenyth_b_good]

Gwendal woke to the bright sun coming in the window and Nissi still sound asleep in his arms. The sight of her startled him, but memories of yesterday's marathon of sexual escapades quickly flooded his mind. Had yesterday really happened? The remnants of the sticky honey on his chest and the sight of Nissi in his bed said it did, and the throbbing headache said so too. Oh, Shinou! How was he going to face ... Gunter? Gwendal groaned, covering his eyes

[commandergwen]

It was not Gwendal's intention to fall alseep at the bath. As a matter of fact, he intended to chide himself thoroughly due to his risky behavior. He could have drowned!

He awoke with a start at the sound of a groan coming from the bath and an apparent other occupant.

Gwendal's eyes snapped open and he sat up straight in the waters and saw none other than his double.

"Gwendal," he greeted his twin. He rubbed his fingers together. At least they weren't prune-y yet. "Are you all right?" Best to redirect attention immediately. He didn't want rumors to start that he was falling asleep in bath houses.

[gwenyth_b_good]

Gwendal stopped rubbing his head and looked over. "Ah, Gwendal, I didn't mean to disturb your nap, but you really shouldn't fall asleep in the bath all alone. You could have drowned! It's a good thing I came in. I've just saved your life." He laughed weakly at what he knew was a lame joke.

"Sorry, I've a bit of a headache this morning. It's probably from that strong scent that I kept smelling all day yesterday. As much as I love cotton candy, I rather hope I don't smell it again for a very long time." He groaned again, stretched his arms out and sank deeper into the water. "And I seem to be sore all over. So, enough about me. How are you?" If he could distract himself with talk about how Gwendal was doing, maybe the headache and aches would go away.

[commandergwen]

Saved his life? Hardly.

Cotton Candy?

"Interesting. I suppose we all smelled the scent of something we crave and enjoy yesterday." Sore all over?

A twitch started at the corner of Gwendal's lip. "I suppose the source of that soreness wouldn't happen to be a little red-headed dancer."

Gwendal spread his arms across the edge of the bath and leaned his head back against the tile. "I'm good. Needed some sleep to regain my energy apparently."

If he were to talk about having relations with Anissina--even in a heavily cryptic conversation--it would be best to have it with his other self---who was involved with Nissi. Perhaps they could learn from one another?