Well, if he's going to show up on cue.
Approaching cautiously, Vincent reaches out and gives YC a brief pet as well. "Good night, lady and gentleman." With that, he heads for the shower, intent on wiping away the day's nerves.
He lets the water cascade over him, soaping himself up and letting the lather sit in his hair. He's just breathing a sigh of relief when he feels something touch the back of his head. He whirls around, wondering if he just left a window cracked and felt a breeze, but finds nothing.
He feels it touch his cheek this time.
Discretion being the better part of valor, Vincent chose to vacate the shower with all due composure, and a carefully controlled cry of alarm to alert any others who might be at risk. It was nothing like scrambling out and shouting, not at all.
Which is why a half-soapy, fully soaked, and not at all clothed Vincent Vernard is bursting out into the hallway of the building.
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