Is Savvy sickening with something? He trudges disconsolately through the door, rebuffing her amorous welcome with a weak smile and a Napoleonic dismissal – “I’m sorry, I need a bath” – and some ten minutes later he is snoring gently in the voluminous tub, the still-filling water lapping the ridge of his bottom lip. She turns off the taps, lets some water out, places an inflated headrest under his chin (will that stop him from drowning?) and sneaks out his waistcoat from the pile of clothes haphazardly discarded on the bathroom floor. (You see! This is what you get from growing up with servants!) No time to replace the button cam with the original – and besides, it may still prove useful – so she connects it to her phone, downloads the footage and hits play.
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