Part of Sunshine's mind is imagining the next few weeks without a toothbrush. A hairbrush... well, she's gone without before. She'll keep her hair braided - it'll hopefully stay out of her way well enough. But no toothbrush? Toothpaste? Floss? No soap?
No hot water?
Oh gods.
"Those smell good," she remarks casually, seeking to distract herself from visions of unholy grime.
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Date: 2013-01-15 05:47 am (UTC)From:No hot water?
Oh gods.
"Those smell good," she remarks casually, seeking to distract herself from visions of unholy grime.