It was long after hours at SDN. The sun had set and the moon was clear through the large office windows as you walking past. You turned the corner towards the locker room with a bag over your shoulder filled with a new set of clothes. With how cheap your apartment was, it was better to just shower here. At least the hot water was consistent here, and with how little they paid you, you deserved to indulge in all luxuries they offered.

As soon as you entered the locker room, you heard the sound of water hitting tiles and see the steam rolling out. You groaned, putting down the bag on a bench. Of course someone just had to be here. You specifically stayed so late because you didn't want anyone else around. Well, it was too late to turn around and go home now. You wanted a nice shower for once.

You slipped off your clothes and wrapped a towel around. With a deep breath, you entered the shower room, ducking your head in first to peek who was there.

To your surprise it was Robert Robertson. He had his back to you, exposing all his scars and bruises. You wondered vaguely what they might feel like. You cleared your throat as you stepped into the steamy room. "Mind if I join?"

"Huh?" Robert turned his head to see you walking in. His eyes accidently did an up-down before he cleared his own throat. He turned back around. "Uh, hey. It's a communal shower, so yeah, I don't mind,"