[He nods and walks towards the bathroom, locking the door and proceeding to fight his way out of his clothing. He stumbles into the shower itself and puts the water on, waiting for it to get hot. He scrubs himself clean, trying his best to ignore the pain until his skin is red and buffed as well as possible. He stands there for a moment when finally some emotion floods him more than the water was able to.
He leans against the shower wall before finally realising the man who was more than any parent could have been was actually dead. That's when the tears start, they weren't the dignified tears he'd expected to shed but instead these were ugly body-racking sobs. He let himself slide to the bottom of the shower while he hopes the water somehow muffles what he knew were ridiculously loud sobs.
Eventually though the water gets uncomfortably cold and he realises his face must look a godawful mess. He guesses he'd finally purged the first set of his grief, though that wouldn't be the end of it at all. It was just enough for now.
He climbs out of the shower, sniffling slightly before he pushes the button again to turn the shower off. He grabs a towel from the rail and dries himself off, trying it around his waist considering his total lack of clothes. He unlocks the shower door and walks out again, eyeing Owen carefully for any hint he might have heard what went on in the bathroom.]
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Date: 2011-07-29 08:58 pm (UTC)He leans against the shower wall before finally realising the man who was more than any parent could have been was actually dead. That's when the tears start, they weren't the dignified tears he'd expected to shed but instead these were ugly body-racking sobs. He let himself slide to the bottom of the shower while he hopes the water somehow muffles what he knew were ridiculously loud sobs.
Eventually though the water gets uncomfortably cold and he realises his face must look a godawful mess. He guesses he'd finally purged the first set of his grief, though that wouldn't be the end of it at all. It was just enough for now.
He climbs out of the shower, sniffling slightly before he pushes the button again to turn the shower off. He grabs a towel from the rail and dries himself off, trying it around his waist considering his total lack of clothes. He unlocks the shower door and walks out again, eyeing Owen carefully for any hint he might have heard what went on in the bathroom.]