A shower? Wonderful. He needed one. He was rather disgusted that they weren't allowed to bathe every day. Most hospitals were rabid about hygiene after all. Why should this one be any different if it wasn't to keep up appearances? It was amazing how times changed though. Once the thought of bathing so often would have been vaguely horrifying. It made him smile vaguely, until the realisation that he would have to shower in the same room as Russia and Prussia and Germany when he was injured.

Lovely, several of the last countries in the world that he would ever want to be around when he was at a disadvantage.

Not that he was going to hide. Not at all. He had more pride than that. He stripped off, huffing as the nurse insisted on helping him get the t-shirt off over his injured shoulder. He found a free spigot, as far away from Russia and other people as he could, and ducked beneath the shower head, letting the hot water soak over his body.

[Free]