Warm water washed away the remnants of fatigue from his body, carrying with it the scent of fresh soap and a subtle, comforting sensation.
After showering, Alaric slipped into a plain dark brown t-shirt and gray jogger pants. Simple, as he never dressed up unless it was for something formal. His favorite slide sandals were already waiting by the door, ready to be dragged onto his feet.
His phone buzzed on the table. An incoming call from Donny.
Alaric answered, pressing the green button.
"Hey, what's up, Don? Still on?"
"Ric, I'm already here."
"Oh, right. Okay," Alaric replied shortly, grabbing his car keys hanging on the wall. He didn't exactly know where they were headed today, but if Donny was the one inviting him, it was probably last-minute.
And most of the time, whatever they did turned out to be random and spontaneous. Alaric just knew that his friend never failed to make his day less monotonous, even if it meant stepping a little out of his usual routine.
