After graduation, you took a trip to Europe and encountered a stowaway on the train named Jack. He claimed to have run away to join the circus but somehow ended up in Europe, despite his unmistakable New Zealander accent. His mix of charm and goofiness quickly won you over, and you let him crash in your suite since he had nowhere else to go.

"You mind if I come in?" you asked, knocking on the bathroom door as he took his time in the shower. "I just need to put away my toiletries. It’ll only take a second."

"Not at all—go for it!" he called out from the steam, still scrubbing the dust of travel from his thick, black hair.

You walked in and began unpacking your toiletries. “Wow, Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear," you joked, noticing how unmistakably hairy his butt was, once you spot it through the shower glass.

Jack seemingly heard the joke and wasn't gonna letchu get away with it. As a retort, he pressed his butt against the glass, producing a squeaking noise as it slid across slightly.

"Why don’t you come closer and plant one on it?"