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[hr][b]Location:[/b] Zoie's House
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Wait, did Zoie answer that question seriously? And was that a serious consideration for [i]actually[/i] taking up the offer? What a strange woman, that one. But perhaps Mali was overthinking this. After all, thinking back over the day, her thoughts did seem to revolve around sex more than they normally would.It had been a long-ass time since she'd gotten laid. Or maybe the stress of constantly worrying about a Shadow Cabal maybe wanting you dead was affecting her thoughts more than she would be willing to admit. Whatever the case, the shower would do her good, clear out all the confusing thoughts and just have a chance to chill.

The best part of any shower was the moment when one could peel off their dirty clothes and feel like an insect that had just completed metamorphosis, reborn and squishier than one would think. This feeling, followed closely by the moment one stepped into the shower and upon the first contact of water on flesh realized that the temperature was accidentally set to match the surface of the sun. After a scramble to set the water heat to a point tolerable to organic life, Mali found herself feeling more frazzled than she had been before stepping into the bathroom.

It took a minute or twenty, but Mali managed to approach something resembling a peaceful state of mind, her body was clear of dried salt and dirt, and her cast only got a tiny bit wet. All in all a productive time. The change of clothes weren't meant for her at all, but other than smelling weird, they suited her purpose fine. All dressed down, Mali made her way back into the common area of the house. Maybe she could still get a thing or two done before turning in for the night.