Shampoo X Ranma 소설 & 이야기

"For washing your hair with." "I know what shampoo is," I snapped, snatching the bottle back from him. My cheeks burned. The other coconut oil bottle I guessed was also shampoo so I tossed it to one side with the first shampoo. I avoided the bottles similarly shaped to the shampoos and went for a tube of something. A fruit and some salt were pictured on the front. When I opened it a grainy substance oozed onto my hand. "It's for the shower," I said confidently, setting it aside with the shampoos. Next, I grabbed a smaller tube. It had no pictures on the front, just words. I flipped the lip open. A light beige liquid dripped out. I frowned turning it in my hand.

Shuffling forward. Once in the bathroom, I take note that there are no windows, no way to escape. So, I do the only thing I can and turn on the shower. I peel my shirt off and step in. I relish the feel of the hot water as it washes away the dirt, grime, and sweat. Small bottles of shampoo sit on the stall ledge. The manly smell of the products I used, smelled of Rhett I noticed, as I lathered my hair with shampoo.

"Scarlett, did you open my Revista shampoo?" I held up the freshly opened bottle of shampoo, shoving it right under Scarlett Newman's nose, who was busy drying her hair. She stopped and looked at me with a face full of innocence. "I saw it was for repairing damaged hair," she said, shrugging slightly. "My hair's so rough, I thought I'd give it a try. What's the problem?" I took a deep breath, pushing down my irritation, and turned to put the shampoo back in the cabinet.

Its comforting embrace was inviting, but I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that I was an intruder in this grand bathroom. With a hesitant hand, I reached for the shampoo bottle, and as I began to wash my hair, the fragrant lather filled the air. I closed my eyes for a moment, and the scent of the shampoo brought me right back to the night I'd spent with Vincenzo. This shampoo carried the exact scent of his hair, and the memory of that night with him was impossible to ignore. I let the water fall over me. Each droplet felt like a heavy rain. The water concealed the tears that trickled down my cheeks. It mingled with the tears, both real and symbolic, before being washed down the drain.

The temperature should be alright, so he turned the tap on and started spraying water on Aqua, who only stared at him unblinking through the stream of water, unmoving. “Give me your hand,” he grunted when Aqua was thoroughly drenched. The mermaid held out her webbed hand palm down, and Dawn sighed through his nose. Turning her hand the other way up, he poured a handful of shampoo and told her to smear it on her hair before rubbing it. Aqua wrinkled her nose. The shampoo smelled funny. However, Dawn wasn’t going to let her out of the cubicle, so she reluctantly obeyed. The liquid started causing white foams to appear, and the mermaid cried out in mild panic.

I was just standing there, letting the water run down my body with my eyes closed. Hearing the shampoo bottle open, Jet pulled me out from under the water before putting soap in my hair. Spinning me around, he took his time massaging the shampoo into my scalp, making me moan in pleasure. I felt the desire run though Jet, but he didn’t touch me like that. Instead, he helped me wash out the shampoo and then grabbed the conditioner.

"Oh really now, Miss Brown? Why do I feel like you're lying?" "I'm fine, and I’d like to freshen up." She nudged her chair away from the table, excused herself, and walked away. Sliding into the warm spray of the shower, she wished the water would rejuvenate her tangled muscles. Her hand trembled when she reached for the strawberry shampoo. The pink bottle slipped through her fingers, clashing with her foot. She dropped the vanilla-scented soap no less than two times. "Dammit!"

Sarah clasped her hands in front of her chest excitedly before closing the bathroom door. Shanon sighed heavily. She felt like her body and soul were not in the same place. She showered with a blank mind. Luckily, she didn't make the mistake of pouring shampoo on her body or pouring soap on her hair. It was her quickest shower ever. She put on a bathrobe and went out of the bathroom. She managed to shower in less than thirty minutes. Her face was not fresh at all, like she had just taken a shower. Her face was still wrinkled and shadowed by a dark aura. “Not bad. At least your body smells good even though your face looks like you've just been hit by a tornado. Very messy."

Danika growls at me, but settles down in my head, enjoying the pampering from Samael, just as I am. He massages shampoo into my hair, a new one his sister left for me, apparently it’s better for curls, and the pomegranate scent fills the room with its fruity aroma. He dips me back so he can rinse out my hair, his eyes focused on his task and his hands working through my curls tenderly.

He then left the room, closing the door behind him. I walk into the shower, letting the water rain over me. Goddess this feels amazing. I don't remember when the last time I took an actual shower was. I said in my mind. Looking down I see the blood pooling into the water on the floor. I look around looking for the shampoo Xavier left out for me, and I grab it and put some in my hand then slowly start massaging into my hair, moaning slightly from happiness.