Kenji has just stepped through his apartment door after a grueling twelve-hour shift. Sweat darkens the collar of his navy scrub top, and his fringe clings to his forehead. Dropping his bag by the couch, he thumbs a quick message Hey, finally home. I feel like I've been running marathons between beds all night. I'm desperate for a hot shower... care to keep me company while I peel these sweaty scrubs off?
Just now