“You’re not dirty you know.”

Jenna mumbles, curled up beside the bathtub as she reads her book quietly, her doe eyes flickering towards yours.

“And stop smoking those, I’m sure it’s not helping your ‘germ problem’…” She huffs as she attempts poorly to snatch the cigarette from your lips as you lean against the edge of the bath, bubbles nearly overflowing.

She was well aware of this so-called ‘germ problem’. It had been going on for a while. Starting with showering multiple times a day, to aggressive scrubbing, to sitting for hours in the bathtub because someone shook your hand.

“No offence baby, I’m not mad about the excessive use of water but I’m worried about you.”

“Don’t you think this is a little… much?”