kansas city, mo | evening | sunday | january 6

[therewaslife]

Bod loved his job at the graveyard. It wasn't his graveyard and it would never feel completely right but it was a fit that was good enough for him. He liked walking through the rows of tombstones, greeting each ghost he hoped was there when he could. It was relaxing and he liked to think that it was helpful especially for those that didn't get visitors a lot. Bod knew which of the dead fell under that category. It was one of the things he kept track of.

It did leave him tired though on especially long days. Sometimes, it left him a little dirty if he ever offered to help the gravediggers before a funeral occurred. That's how he was coming home tonight, tired and dirty. He hadn't fallen in the grave though so he wasn't a cliche just yet.

He dropped his bag on the floor near the door and immediately headed for the shower. In typical guy fashion, his pants, shirt and boxers got left in a path to the bathroom (he'd get them later) before he stepped inside and let the shower do its work.

[NFB but open for calls/texts (after he's outta the shower, of course) or the girl]

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[vanillajello]

Kate hadn't been home long yet, either. She'd stopped for groceries on the way home, and was still unloading stuff into the fridge when he came home. Calling out a hello felt like too much of an effort, and she wasn't surprised to hear him head straight for the bathroom.

Just like she wasn't surprised to find his clothes on the floor when she got out of the kitchen area. Amused, she nudged them aside with her foot.

Because she barely picked up her own clothes. She wasn't about to pick up his.

[therewaslife]

And Bod expected something less. He figured his clothes would still be there when he emerged from the shower so he wasn't worried about them. He was enjoying the warm water on his tired muscles and feeling himself get clean.

He sighed and closed his eyes. Showers were great.

[vanillajello]

But was he expecting there'd be even more clothes on the floor by the time he'd get out? Because that was totally happening. Because, Kate had totally meant to take a shower after taking care of the groceries, and he'd ruthlessly cut in line.

So, he was a bastard, and she was stripping and stepping into the bathroom.

[therewaslife]

Bod would argue that he hadn't known about her shower intentions if asked. It wasn't like they had a sign up list or anything like that.

When Bod heard someone joining him in the bathroom, he poked his head out from behind the shower curtain. "Hullo. I didn't realize you were home."

[vanillajello]

That was fine. He wasn't ever going to find out whether she'd ever had that intention, or had just made it up now.

"Well, I wasn't between the front door and the bathroom," she quipped, reaching for the shower curtain. "Hullo, sweetheart. Make room for me."

[therewaslife]

"You're going to be joining me?" he asked, reaching a hand out to help her step in. "I'll gladly make room for you, dearest."

[vanillajello]

"Smart lad," Kate replied, as she took his hand and let him help her keep her balance as she stepped in. "'Cause otherwise, I would've had to get rough with you for stealing my shower turn."

[therewaslife]

"You would have gotten rough with me?" he laughed, shaking his head. "And how would you have done that? You're not all that rough."

[vanillajello]

"I could be!" she exclaimed. "I'm just usually nice with you."

To a certain degree.

"But I'm a badass, I could be rough."

[therewaslife]

"And how would you get rough with me in the shower?" asked Bod, laughing. "It seems like roughness might be dangerous on a slippery surface."

[vanillajello]

"It's possible I haven't thought that one through," she admitted cheerfully, trying to get her hair under the spray of water. "So it's good that I don't have to get rough with you, huh?"

[therewaslife]

"Well, I don't know if I'd let you get rough with me," Bod said, leaning a shoulder against one of the shower walls. "How was your day at work?"

[vanillajello]

"Gross," Kate said, brushing wet hair away from her eyes. "Two people barfed on the way over to St. Louis, it was horrible. Never let anyone tell you air travel is glamorous."

[therewaslife]

Bod made a face.

"Did they throw up on you or did you just have to clean it up?"

[vanillajello]

Kate made a face in return. "I just had to clean it up." Thank God. "But it's horrible and leaves you needing to feel really really clean."

[therewaslife]

"I'm sorry you had a gross day," Bod said, reaching for the soap they kept in the shower. "You definitely deserved a good, long shower."

[vanillajello]

"I know." Of course she would've rarely claimed that she didn't. Long showers were great, regardless of her day. "How was your day? Dirty?"

[therewaslife]

"Dirty," he agreed. "And fairly long. Tiring. But, no one threw up on me so I can safely say my day was better than yours in that realm of things."

[vanillajello]

"I'd be pretty weirded out if someone threw up on you at your job," she remarked. "I mean I guess it could happen? But it's pretty unlikely."

[therewaslife]

"It's more likely to happen to you than to me," he said, pushing his hair out of his eyes and sighing. "But, the shower's helping. I don't feel nearly as dirty as I did."

[vanillajello]

"Good," she said, briefly reaching out to rub his shoulder before reaching for her bottle of shampoo. Mmm, cherries. "Employment sucks."

But she liked the money.

[therewaslife]

"Would you rather not be employed and still living with your parents?" Bod asked, using the soap he'd picked up to scrub at his arms and chest.

[vanillajello]

"Oh, no." That was an easy one to answer. "Nope. I would be going crazy. Literally."

[therewaslife]

"What, you and your mum wouldn't be having constant bonding experiences?" he laughed. "I thought it sounded like fun."

[vanillajello]

"Please, we didn't have bonding experiences when I was living at home," she said, shampooing up her hair. "Unless you wanna count like, the time we got matching tattoos. And even that wasn't at home."