This mud feels way too good to not get the full treatment. You shift to sit upright, seeking to dip your face
into the mud. Having underestimated the slickness of the tile beneath the mud, you have only a second to squeak
in surprise as you slide off the edge of the shelf and under the surface of the mud.
The gray mud feels much thicker further down. Unable to find a bottom to rest your feet on, you struggle and
squirm, dragging yourself up to the surface. Blind and deaf from the thick coating burying your head, you paw at
air until you find the edge of the pool.
Taking a deep breath, you do your best to calm down as you sit back on the shelf. You didn't seem to be in too
much danger of drowning, but it was an unwelcome surprise nonetheless. Your hair, now coated in a thick layer of
muck, adds an odd weight to your head. You hope it'll be easy to clean out. With any luck, this mud might be as
good for your hair as it is for your skin.
Sitting back down, you let out a relaxed sigh.