Today, we wash ourselves constantly but can you imagine how a 14th century teenage boy could smell?
“If you are staying Thadeus, you have to go through a rigorous bathroom etiquette as laid down by the law of The Thunderous Mother.”
Thadeus sits up excitedly.
“What is that master Will?”
“Oh you will enjoy it.” I have my fingers crossed behind my back. “Every modern day boy is absolutely mad for the rigorous bathroom etiquette.” I suck my cheeks in to control myself.
“Wait here a minute.”
Thadeus smiles gladly.
“You are the best master ever.”
A glimmer of shame starts to creep up on me but then I think of the wind and the spit. Being with Thadeus is like being thrown into gross weather conditions whilst indoors.
I nip into the bathroom, put the plug in the bath and turn the taps on. Whilst the water runs, I peruse the torture chamber which is called the bathroom cabinet. I look for a weapon, spy something…
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