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12:43 am.
iTrapped couldn’t sleep. His thoughts swirled around as he lay in bed. God, why is he feeling like this? After escaping that godforsaken realm, he could only think about one person. The same one he used to loathe over, the same person that he killed for his own benefit.
Chance.
Why did they look so hot all of a sudden? His mind was racing, unable to stop. Did his brain betray him? He questioned his own heart over and over again, turning and shuffling for god knows how long. After what felt like hours of contemplating, iTrapped decided a nice hot bath might do some good for him. After all, everyone had only escaped only about two hours ago, so he hadn’t had the chance (get it?) to get a proper bath. Now getting out of bed, he shuffles around, looking for something to actually change to, as most of the clothes he used to have are not in the best condition.
After finding a nice set of clothes, he headed for the bathroom. He grabbed a nice fragrant candle and lit it, flames flickering. God, he hasn’t even seen many things for who knows how long. Hot water splashed around the tub as he filled it up, hoping it could help clear the racing thoughts. Now having stripped down, he sat down into the bathtub, feeling the warmth of the water, something he hasn’t felt in so long that he completely forgot. His brain actually decided to calm down for a bit, letting iTrapped enjoy a nice moment of peace, not having to deal with anyone, or anything except his own enjoyment.
Remembering he was taking a bath, not sitting in a hot tub butt booty naked, he grabbed some soap and started scrubbing across his arms, then legs, and finally his chest. Fuck, it felt good, but his chest felt wierd, not having seen those scars of his, the ones that remind him of his past, reminded him of ‘her’. He questioned his choice back then, of getting that top surgery, of how his so-called ‘friend’ would react. Now that he reflects on it, the discomfort in his skin vanishes, leaving behind a sense of contention, deep in his heart.
The click of the bathroom door snaps iTrapped out of his state of zoning out, as he hears an unforgettable voice.
“Where are the towels agai- OH SHIT ITRAPPED I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE IN HERE!”
”CHANCE GET THE FUCK OUT”
”You look fucking hot like this.”
That startled the living shit out of iTrapped. They both had feelings for each other now? Since when did that happen? He came into the bathroom needing a break from the constant thoughts of the gambler, and he might leave officially dating them. Chance had now left, and he returned to the calm of the bath. When he eventually finished, the water was absolutely freezing, maybe that was due to the effects of the Ice Crown, but it could also be just him sitting in there for about two hours. He got out and changed into the t-shirt and shorts, then drained the bathtub, completely emptying the contents before leaving the bathroom. Chance was now sitting outside, in their shared living room, asleep, presumably from waiting for so long. iTrapped went back to his own room, to brush his hair a bit before eventually going to sleep too.
Callisto_Silverlight Mon 15 Dec 2025 05:29PM UTC
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