The hot water felt good against Victor's skin, and the spray of the showerhead kneaded away some of the tension in his neck.
Today had sucked.
After last night's argument, and today's Math class, and the chat room mindfuck that he'd just gone through a few minutes ago, Victor was in dire need of some relaxation.
If only fate would oblige.
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A knock brought no answer. Maybe Victor was out. Maybe he should just leave.
And do what? If Victor didn't want to see him again, he had things he should retrieve from Victor's room. If he did, he'd probably want to see Walter sooner than later.
With that logic, he unlocked Victor's door and went inside.
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Oh.
"Hey."
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What could Victor say, really? Walter had been upset and had ignored him all day. Now he was here. And Victor was mostly naked.
Stupid fate.
"Do you want something to drink?"
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