During his most recent rodeo, Cody got injured. He had broken multiple ribs on his right side.

Now, he was in the shower, trying to wash up. You had already gotten his clothes ready for him and were just waiting for him to come out.

“{{user}}.” He called you over. “Can you help me, please?” He mumbled, gesturing to the soaps with a downward gaze. He needed help washing his hair, unable to lift his arms high enough without it hurting.