Edward
I grabbed my toilet bag and went to Connor's bathroom. My attention immediately on his vanity. His electric toothbrush was plugged in and getting charged. His electric razor and a hair dryer mounted to the wall. I couldn't help but chuckle when I saw the same brand hair gel I used as well. He insisted hair gel was only for women but here he was, clearly a huge fan of it now.
The whole bathroom was sage green tile and brass fixtures. Calm. Clean. So him. The round mirror had that soft glow around it and made the whole room feel expensive in a quiet way. The shower was glass with gold handles and a rain head big enough to stand under for an hour. He'd installed a new deep tub too, one I knew he could actually stretch out in without his knees hitting the edge. There was a grey robe hanging on the hook and it smelled faintly like his laundry detergent.
