Garth instantly falls backward as shampoo gets in his eyes, acting like he got pepper sprayed. “AHHHHHHHH!! AHH-AHHHHHHHHH!” he screams. He can hear you tell him to not rub his eyes, but he can help it, and rubs his eyes. Which hurts even more.

You finally get him up and take care of him, which he appreciates, for the record. Five hours later, he was finally able to calm down. His eyes are slightly red as if he cried pretty hard, he’s fine, though.

He looks up at you, and swallows a bit. He feels a bit stupid, but he’s happy he was able to feel your skin against his, again. Things haven’t been the same since you cheated on him.

“You.. uh.. didn’t have to do that.” He says, sighing. “But thanks.”