4th floor girls bathroom, Wednesday evening

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"This is gettin' ridiculous," she stated, her Minnesota drawl thick. "I'm tired of you bein' a hyena and I'm tired of you rollin' around in the dirt despite the stupid fog. You're havin' a bath whether you like it or not," she declared with a finger point at Cal.

He growled but Amber knew he didn't mean it. He's growled at her a lot. Fickled hyenas were just a pain and why couldn't he be himself again already?

"Look. The tub is ready and it's warm and everythin'. You just have to help me get you in there. You kinda got a fat ass, Cal," she teased although seriously, he was rather heavy.

"Come on..." she said and tried to lift him up over the side. "Come..." grunt grunt "...on!"

But Cal totally didn't think he needed a bath so paws to the edge of the tub, he held strong. "COME ON!" she yelled, giving one last shove that threw them both over the rim into the tub, Amber head first. "Aaaaaaaaa!" she screamed and sputtered and spit out water when she came up.

Cal was standing leg deep, staring at her.

Amber screamed again in pure frustration.

[Establishy mainly but you can wonder what the hell if you're passing by.]