Pretty boy? Well. That was something. Blaine would put it all together later but for now, he was soaking wet and his head hurt where Dave had accidently hit him against the rim. And yeah, he felt it was accidental, he didn't know why. He had been flailing a lot, to be fair. The downside of that plan.
He staggered out of the stall, his legs a little shaky as he put his head under the faucet and turned it on, desperately trying to wash toilet off him. Ugh, this was so intensely gross.
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He staggered out of the stall, his legs a little shaky as he put his head under the faucet and turned it on, desperately trying to wash toilet off him. Ugh, this was so intensely gross.