indigo_rose99

Last night I came home from the gym late. My class had run late, my week had run late, my life has been running at full speed since I hit the ground last Saturday. I walked into the bathroom and... above T's towel, carefully hung with one foot on the wall and the other leaping, weapon poised to attack anyone exiting the shower, was a bionicle. Amusingly, it's color scheme matched the bathroom.

I suspect that this is his rebellion against our carefully decorated, clean bathroom. "Must make the space mine! Must attack order!"