...with Goo for a long time. Rats! Even as he tried to help his troubled mind he just made things worse.
Stuffing a pan full of dust into the trash, he worked out how to get Goo out of his head. As the water ran above him, he thought of music. How did he get rid of a song stuck in his head? That's right! He listened to it really loud on his headphones once or twice and it drowned it right out. Mac didn't know how it worked, but it did, and he deduced that it would work the same way for this situation. But how was this situation supposed to be resolved? Then it hit him; whenever he looked at his brother's magazines, he felt like he didn't want to look at another girl ever again. A cunning smile rose over Macs' mouth as he slinked his way towards the shower.
Taking his shoes off, Mac slid on the wood floor that lead to the shower. Pressing an ear to the door, he heard her humming some tune that was doubtlessly on some cartoon she saw earlier that morning. She had a pretty singing voice...Mac rolled his eyes at his own silliness again. Turning the door handle with the greatest of care, Mac pushed the door open just thinly enough to see inside. There she was, completely nude, her typically held-up hair wet and hanging at her back. He couldn't completely see her as the shower curtain was frosted in design and fogged with steam, her shape was s...