[ it's something truly unfortunately when an inanimate object plays the roles of cockblock. they're both naked and not even able to appreciate each other's body when the icy cold water sprays down upon them with no remorse. even with Elizabeth begging for him to correct the issue, he can do little but stand there and hug the wall in an attempt to avoid most of the water. in doing so, he's pressing up into her from behind. her cold, wet backside pressed up allll into him. hot dayum. ]

W... nngh, working on it, okay? Not exactly the easiest shit to deal with―

[ he reluctantly pries himself away from his wife in an attempt to dive past the waterfall of pain and discomfort to turn the nozzle towards hot. seconds follow and their new water heater is put to use, going from blistering cold to a temperature that will allow their goosebumps to settle.

if battling their shower is the most stressful thing they have to put up with, he will take it. it's still annoying as all fuck, but it's better than a majority of everything else they've been going through as of late. ]

Sorry about that. You can turn around now. Let me bask in the sight of you now that that bullshit is over with.

[ hope you ain't nippin' too bad, Lizzie. ]