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The lighthouse bathroom was very small and a bit claustrophobic more so than the living room, you couldnât fit more than one person inside, however it was nice and warm, you could hear a soft hum coming from the ventilation in the room.
There was a bar of soap on the sink which was in the shape of a shell đ it was a milky soap, there was also some mens shampoo you could use.
You could hear the others talking in other part of the building outside the bathroom.
Gus: âheâs a miracle.. itâs not everyday you see someone come back.. like thatâŚis it?â
Vinnie: âsomething about this doesnât feel right.. something feels eerieâ
Gus: âlook Iâm just grateful the boy is okay, itâs a good thing too, I found it very hard to sleep last night itâs effected my workâŚâ
Jackie:âhe didnât have a pulse earlier how is he alive especially out there in the cold icy waters, was he just swimming about like a FISH!? Haha at this time of year? Thatâs fucking normalâ she laughed
Vinnie: âs..sheâs right..â
Gus: âmaybe he was just out on one of those big cruise ships with his American pals a..and blacked out drunk and fell in or somethingâ
Vinnie: â we are too far outâŚ
you knowâŚwhen I found him all curled up on the rocks like thatâŚfirst thing I thought.. was that he might have killed himself..â
Gus: âOoh godâŚenough!â
Vinnie: âwhat kind of man goes out swimming in a nice suit like that? And sheâs right itâs freezing at this time of yearâ He mumbled
Gus:ââŚ. Enough! Look he probably just had too much to drinkâŚ.. I should probably cross out that part about him in the journal of him being dead, since heâs..not,
weâll try giving them er..people a call again today so someone can come pick him up and get him to a hospital
Well anyway Iâll handle itâŚ.everyone back to your posts please Iâll watch over the lad, and give those people a call, Jackie you can go back to your bed if you like we will still need you tonight. â
Footsteps could be heard echoing further and further away.
It took a bit of doing but Edwin managed to peel the ice cold clothes off after a while. If the water was cold or warm was of no real concern at this point.
Through the water, he could hear their conversation. His ears were pricked and at attention. The way they spoke told him just about all he needed to know, as well. Theyâd clearly found his body asleep upon the shores of⌠wherever they said this was. A bigger question that itches at his mind was: âHow did I not burn in the sun?â
As he dried off, Edwin tried his best to recall what had happened before being supposedly washed away. He was in his office, doing work as per usual the previous night. He went home, went to sleep in his room and⌠now he was here. Reed mustâve seen Somethingâ
The kindred frantically searched the pockets of his pants and found his phone. It was waterlogged. He groaned in frustration. He couldnât even contact anyone he knew. How was he to get back to New York? How was he supposed to get back home to his friends? Questions that he just couldnât stomach kept bubbling up and it threatened to make him ill.
Getting dressed in warmer clothes, Edwin stared at himself in the mirror. His hair wasnât slicked back but instead fluffy like it was naturally. But of course, the streak in his hair remained. He could slick it back with water but it wouldnât hold for long like the product he used at home. It didnât matter. It was hardly as if these strangers would judge him for not appearing like the head honcho he was.
Turning around, he left the restroom, now more comfortable that he wasnât in salt drenched clothes.
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