The bathwater sloshed gently at the sides of the tub, almost but never quite reaching the lip.
She felt that, beyond something that she had earned after a day like she had had, she needed this. She needed to feel the warm, soapy water caress her skin, her muscles slowly relaxing as the pressures of the day seeped out of her, the glass of wine her partner had poured for her before leaving.
Her eyes slowly closed as she felt herself drift off into her thoughts and dreams.
She slid down into the water as the drugged wine kicked in.