After an awkward introduction and some explaining about the issue that happened, I went up to the loft where Tanya gave me spare clothes and I got to take a hot shower to wash off the juice. The upstairs loft was extraordinary. The walls were all white with accents of blood red and gold. A massive king bed, and a full kitchen with a beautiful bathroom. The bathroom was a dream, a massive clawfoot tub and a corner shower surrounded by stained glass. The towels were so soft and the soap smelt amazing. I tried to rush myself but I could not help but be caught by the incredible sight and smells. I haven't had anything this wonderful since that horrible night. My life has been filled with river baths or a cold shower that had no water pressure. I have had the bare minimum for years and I grew
