Ashhbritt101 Bathtub 22 Work 2021 Here

I remember the way the tub filled slow, the radio fuzzing between songs, your laugh echoing off the tile. Water warmed my shoulders while the city outside kept a different pace — honking, distant footsteps, the hum of late-night life. You said something about work that sounded important; I nodded, tracing the rim of the porcelain like it held a secret.