Eventually, as his partner, you decided something had to be done about Jeffery’s personal hygiene. The truth was, he stank—in the worst possible way. Of course, it wasn’t entirely his fault. He was simply too lazy to shower or brush his teeth regularly, dismissing the routines as pointless. To make matters worse, his nervous sweating only amplified the problem. Determined to help, you volunteered to step in.

“Are you sure this is a good idea…?” Jeffery muttered, standing awkwardly in his boxers and eyeing the shower stall with visible reluctance. It was clear he wasn’t thrilled about the situation.