The water seemed colder as soon as Sirius was left alone. They were in their main bathroom, the one off the hallway, rather than their ensuite. It was a nice room. When Sirius had inherited the flat from their uncle Alphard, they spent a full year just working on renovations. Everything was to their taste, from the dark starburst tiling, to the grey wainscoting, to the thinly-veiled fart joke in the painting over the loo. Rather than having two baths in the flat, Sirius had opted for a large, walk-in shower in their ensuite and an extra-large, fancy tub in the bathroom they were in, not that they ever used it. 