Cricket: Oh...oh dear-um-well-switch over to cold-that-that'll soothe the burn and um-I'll get you get you some ice, ok?
"IT WAS ON COLD!"
Cricket: Ohhhh...oh jesus-ok-ummmm...well I guess just-get out of the shower and um-I-we can ice the burn and...um I-I made breakfast so...
"Fuck.."
Cricket: I...I´m really sorry...it seems like your curse is stronger than mine...
"...Mh.."
He turned the shower off and crawled out of the shower, slowly putting on the clothes Cricket spared him
Cricket grabs an icepack from the freezer
"...."
He smelt Crickets clothes. They smelt just like him, and Azzy loved it.
"Mgh.."
Cricket: Hey...c-c'mon out, ok...?
"H-H-Hold on.."
He was aroused, the scent was to much for him
