Dan grabbed his bag and headed towards the bathroom to shower. He hadn't noticed the smile spread across his face until his cheeks began to ache. The boy set his bag in the sink, hunting through it for an outfit to wear. He pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and black shirt that had been a bit worn.
As he pulled the shirt out, setting it with his jeans on the other side of the sink, something fell out of his bag. It could have been anything considering the mess that was the contents inside of the bag. Dan bent down to retrieve the item, examining it.
It was a bottle of pills.
Painkillers to be specific.
A couple stinging memories shot through Dan's brain before he shoved them into his bag, stripped, and stepped into the steamy water.
He let out a sigh as the water poured onto his curly hair and trickled down his back. He reached around, turning the cold water down. He let the boiling water wash away his thoughts, trying to forget what he left behind.
