[ Angelo has his hands in a washbasin and is lathering a bedsheet. The soap is rose scented by default, and this pleases him. He doesn't seem to be in a terrible mood, for what it's worth, though the events of earlier certainly linger on his mind. ]
I know. It's irritating that this won't get dry in time, but I'll make do.
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I know. It's irritating that this won't get dry in time, but I'll make do.
[ .... yeah. ]