Three Days: Page 04

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"Radoslav, you've got the bucket,"

Radoslav waited outside, checking on what had seemed to be an anomaly "Its right here, not exactly heated but it will do" Sviatovit's armband was clean as a dove, not a dirt in sight. He probably made it more dirty just by touching it.

A splash of water was heard, "Xiooou! thats nice and cold," Sviatovit was finishing up on his bath, clean now as a prude, but only physically.

"I think I'll regret taking a bath to be honest" Zvezdan let out.

"It's a feeling you dirty meats, not a reality. There's nothing better for the soul then a good cold fresh bath"

Radoslav smiled, and brought the bucket in the bathroom "My turn now, Zvezdan, fetch another bucket"

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"Hey Radoslav, AOUTCH, is it me or am I smelling meat bal- AWH"

From the kitchen, Radoslav stirred a pot full of pasta, meatballs heating besides it, wet towel on his shoulder, amused at the cris of pain by Zvezdan. Good thing he was the only one who knew how to cook well, else he would be helping Sviatovit rumbling and screaming murder at at Zvezdan

"Stay still goddamnit, I cant clean all that shit from your fur" Sviatovit screamed, this time being uncountable by rational beings to keep track of.

"Yeah, turns out the place is stocked with food, got some wine for us too" he said staring steadily at the meatballs to see if they were ready, before he took a sip from the wine he was drinking.

"AOUH, get the good shit RadoslaMRGHHHH" Zvezdan barely said before behind interrupted

"Biniat! Did you take a mudbath sideways through dimensions, how did that shit even get there, i'll need another bucket before I'm done here" Sviatovit cried again, before Zvezdan let out a high pitched scream that even the flies outside could hear.

Radoslav was a bit overalled, as he couldnt deny that there was something fundamentally beautiful at watching Zvezdan struggle, but maybe a bit of mercy was warranted. He pondered, maybe he should tell Sviatovit he is using the wrong shampoo, and where to find the one he used.

"Nah" he said as he took a sip of wine and quietly continued stirring.