The problem with smoking in the bath, Bear thought, is that your cigarette always gets wet. No matter how careful you are. He tossed the sopping butt into the toilet and then shimmied down so his head was submerged.
He’d never been in a protest. Never gone to the theatre. Never chased anyone across an airport. Never canoed down a river. Never climbed a mountain.
Bear rose from the depths, exhaling. He stood up, dripping. Never been in a fist fight. Never quit a job he hated.
He reached for the towel hanging from a hook on the bathroom door.
Prompt courtesy of the Daily Post.