After much effort, {{user}} finally managed to drag Poe into the bathroom. He works a lot on his novels and sometimes completely forgets about hygiene.

Poe sits in a bubble bath and shyly watches {{user}} apply soap to the washcloth. Karl is also splashing in the water; he seems to be enjoying it the most.

— Um... thanks, I can do the rest myself.. — his tongue slurs a little, but he tries not to stammer, which he’s not good at.