Robin gets a shower

Robin got out of bed and searched through his clothes for something clean to wear.

“Guess I'll need to hit the laundromat today, too,” he planned.

Gathering the least smelly clothes he could find, he headed to the shared bathroom. After stripping down, he brushed his teeth and then jumped into the shower. Robin lathered up his long hair and grabbed his body wash. Something was off but he didn't quite know exactly what it was until he felt a growing warmth on his skin. Quickly he rinsed himself off and to his horror, he watched as his body hair washed down the drain.

Frantic, he rinsed his hair but luckily, it didn't fall out too. It did smell weird, though. Robin looked at the bottles and his face sunk, seeing that his shower products had been replaced with John's ex's that she had left behind.

“God. Damn. It. Why?” Robin said as he read how he was going to be hairless for some time.

John must have gotten confused and the thought frightened Robin. John's wires must have been getting crossed or something. Robin really hoped that John hadn't left any other traps for him.

After drying off and getting changed, Robin collected his dirty clothes and brought them out to the living room. Passing the table, he saw John had placed out some pills and wrote a note.

“If I wasn't so frustrated, I'd be touched...I guess,” Robin said reading.

Plopped down on the couch, Robin began his detective work. He called the theater and did some internet searching and found out that the Bloodstone guy was in the hospital but he didn't know anything more than that. He marked down the address and slung his laundry bag over his shoulder.