204 Cole's Sixteenth Birthday (4)

Cole was in such a good mood that he wanted to smack the negativity out of his system. He had put a lot of pessimistic spin on his emotions in the last few days. The smile that formed on his lips didn't leave his face as he kept looking at Quetz. He hummed the melody that was coming from the small room on the inside very softly. 

"I think I'll take the shower first," he said and dug the fork in the smoked chicken. Cole dashed inside the tiny bathroom that had just one showerhead. His massive frame barely fitted inside, but his joy knew no bounds. He scrubbed off every tiny sand particle from his body, washed his hair with a lot of shampoo and then dried himself off with a fluffy towel. He came with the towel wrapped around his waist and with his wet hair looked nothing short of a Greek God.