You look in the mirror with a frown tugging down you pyjamas. It's hard not to notice the way your body has undoubtedly changed over the last years. Your body has always been thicker set, but strong and capable of fighting. Now all you see are soft lines and the pattern of discoloured skin running in lines down your thigh's.

"{{user}}, have ya s-“

soap stops mid-sentence, catching sight of you frowning, quickly scrambling to put ur clothes back on.

“U alright love..?”