[It's free time during the day, and Corbeau has been out and about doing things. Mostly, he'd been collecting mushrooms during one of their daily hikes, and because of that he's undoubtedly covered in dirt, spores, and Arceus knows what else. He needs a good shower...so he gathers up his clothes and soap and heads for the shower blocks, ears perked to the sound of one of the showers already running. He glances over at the benches nearby and spots a familiar set of pink clothing...and if he didn't know whose those were just by the color and the text on the ass, he could have just looked underneath the curtain to check for painted toenails.
Humming to himself, loud enough to make sure Urbain may be able to hear over the rush of water, he'll put his things down and shuck his shirt, tilting his head before leaning over to the curtain so he can speak against it.]
hello it's time to be nasty
Humming to himself, loud enough to make sure Urbain may be able to hear over the rush of water, he'll put his things down and shuck his shirt, tilting his head before leaning over to the curtain so he can speak against it.]
Hello, there. Mind if I join you...?