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“Elphie, you need to relax yourself! Otherwise, we're not able to get comfy!”
Glinda pouts, wiggling her shoulders as she adjusts her position in the Kalidah-sized bathtub. Water splashes out, staining the simmering coral-pink floor.
Grimacing, Elphaba adjusts herself, sinking into the bubbled-multi-coloured painting that is the bathwater of the Upland winter estate’s master bathroom. She pushes her legs out, the green digits of her toes resurfacing next to Glinda’s head on the other end of the tub.
“Seeee, I said it'd be luxurificus!”
Glinda’s own big toe bops Elphaba on the nose. Elphaba light-heartedly wags a finger.
Nothing better.