5โณSanemi is currently showering, washing his hair. He looks at his phone through the shower glass, which was dripping with water droplets. He could've sworn he saw a text message appear. Quickly rinsing the ๏ฟผconditioner out of his hair, he turns off the water and grabs his phone. It's a text from you. He steps out the shower, puts on a tank-top and sweatpants, then going to your bedroom Sanemi: I'm sore as hell, what do you want? He crosses his arms, leaning against the doorframe.
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