He's been in there for so long, thought Lars as he peaked through the crack of the bathroom door, Maybe I should check up on him.
He placed his hand on the door and slowly pushed it forward as it began to open. He stepped inside as he felt his surroundings change drastically, from cool to humid. His face was bombarded with hot steam and a strong lilac scent as he stayed close to the door. Lars peered over to the bathtub and, through the beige curtain with a cinnamon brown floral pattern, he could make out a feminine, male silhouette. The man was sitting in the tub and the sounds of soft splashing could be heard as he was using a sponge to clean himself.
