I have never taken a bath with clothes on. That is until today, because there was a shark in the water, and he was on the hunt for fresh meat. The shark referring to the Wicked Wolf and the meat being me, as I kept kicking him away whenever he tried to swim close to me and using the sinful smirk on his lips to lure me in.
The decision to wear clothes during a bath is not the best choice in the world, my dress stuck to my skin and weighed me down, making it difficult to move or clean myself, but it is definitely the smart choice.
It’s not that I didn’t feel safe with the Wicked Wolf. Surprisingly, I don’t think he would ever intentionally cause any harm to me.
How do I know this? I don't. I don't have the answers, but I do have a strong feeling about it. Since I have been taken by him,
