[He looked more like himself now, with his hair black, not red and brown, damp against his head, and his skin back to being pale with the sour look on his face.
Pulling the shirt down, Freyr pulled it on, followed by his visor before leaving the bathroom. Steam followed after him as he tapped, barefoot, back to the living room.
His clothes had a couple of tears here and there, but nothing extreme. Well, maybe the holes in the knees of his jeans, and that was it.]
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Pulling the shirt down, Freyr pulled it on, followed by his visor before leaving the bathroom. Steam followed after him as he tapped, barefoot, back to the living room.
His clothes had a couple of tears here and there, but nothing extreme. Well, maybe the holes in the knees of his jeans, and that was it.]