Enjolras had been watching his face. He smiles faintly at what he sees, and slips past him into the room.
The bundle of clean clothing goes in a corner; a plug goes into the drain of the bathrub. He twists a knob and water begins to gurgle forth into it.
Enjolras raises his voice a little over the noise. "It seems this is common in the future. Clean water, hot and cold, at the turn of a spigot. As expected as a bucket would be for us."
Months later, this is still a marvel. It's still a gift. Once he learned from Simon Tam about the causes of cholera, infinitely more miraculous.
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Date: 2014-12-11 05:22 am (UTC)The bundle of clean clothing goes in a corner; a plug goes into the drain of the bathrub. He twists a knob and water begins to gurgle forth into it.
Enjolras raises his voice a little over the noise. "It seems this is common in the future. Clean water, hot and cold, at the turn of a spigot. As expected as a bucket would be for us."
Months later, this is still a marvel. It's still a gift. Once he learned from Simon Tam about the causes of cholera, infinitely more miraculous.