Scars

>>Hazel

The shampoo bubbles  blew out and popped not far from where they were coming into existence. The light in the room was fairly bright but it didn’t hurt the eyes. The scent of soap was dominant in the tiled area just like the smell of shampoo.

Valek relaxed in the bathtub filled with bubble water with his head relaxing at the edge of the tub. A towel was under his head with several folds to make sure the position wasn’t uncomfortable for him.

Meanwhile I sat on a small stool behind him washing his hair that had quite some many splashes of blood in them. I had cleaned it once and was now shampooing it a second time.

“Are you sure you don’t want to join me?” He asked as he kept his ey