fandomhighdorms | 2nd Floor Boys' Bathroom; Thursday Afternoon

Travis had been mess After class, he was covered in cake, pudding and shaving cream and really just not happy with the world. He'd trudged back to the dorms, up to his room and grabbed some clean clothes before stumbling his way into the bathroom.

And then he took a shower. A long one. He wanted the pudding out of his hair, the shaving cream out from underneath his fingernails and the mud gone from behind his ears.

Of course, as it would happen, this would be the time when a sneaky little gremlin came into the bathroom, nearly getting lost in the steam that was filling up the bathroom. He couldn't even see the student who'd gone into the bathroom. He'd wanted to try for a bite but instead, he just grabbed Travis's clothes, the nearest towel (leaving only a small wash cloth behind) and took off. If he couldn't bite someone, he was going to do the next best thing to screw the student over.

Travis enjoyed his shower for a little while longer before he turned off the water, went to reach for a towel and came back with the wash cloth.

"Uh." Cautiously, he peered outside to see if maybe the towel had been moved. The towel had definitely been moved. So had his clothes. There was nothing left but the wash cloth he was holding and the steam. "Well. Shoot."

This was going to be a challenge. He edged closer to the door and opened it up, letting some steam out. "Anyone out there?" If someone answered, he could ask for help. If no one answered, he was going to make a run for it.

[Open, ofc. You can catch him still in the bathroom or running and trying to cover himself with a wash cloth. Class today afforded a perfect opportunity for this.]

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Mara was taking the stairs after her trip to the gym and heard the calling. She yelled back, "No!"

Because she was a super secret highly trained spy, and she thought she was hilarious too.

"That's not nice!" Travis called back since he didn't recognize the voice right away. "I could use some help! There's a milkshake in it for you!"

Totally the first thing that came to his mind.

And she couldn't even make the milkshake joke because she didn't know the song! Stupid "being from a different galaxy."

"I don't need a milkshake, but I can help," Mara offered. "What's the problem?"

Travis made sure to keep most of his body behind the door, only poking out his head and some of his shoulders.

"My clothes are gone," he whispered like it was some huge, embarrassing thing. "You didn't see anyone run by with my clothes, did you?"

"Sorry, I didn't," Mara said, eyes wide. "Did they take your room key too?"

"Yes," he said, wincing. "The towels are gone too. All I've got is this..."

He held up a wash cloth and grimaced again. "This freaking place hates me. It's freezing cold, my room's down the hall and I've got nothing but a speck of fabric to cover up with!"

"That's awful," Mara agreed, even if her eyes were sparkling just a little. "How about I sneak down to your room and see if maybe you left the door unlocked?"

Or jimmy it open. One of those.

"If I let you do that, you gonna laugh at me while you're in my room?" he asked because he could see that she was trying to help but also that she was amused if even slightly.

"Maybe," Mara said, "but I won't laugh at you where you can hear me?"

"...guess that's all I can ask for," he sighed, pushing his wet hair back and shaking his head. "This is so stupid. Who steals clothes? Who? They weren't even nice!"

"No idea," Mara said, chewing her lower lip. "Maybe the squirrels? I haven't been a raccoon in months so it wasn't me..." she shook her head. "You've got to be freezing. I'll find something for you to wear."

"Well, the steam's keeping me warm but I doubt that lasts for very much longer," he said, already feeling some goosebumps pop up on his arms. "I'll owe you one if you're able to find something. Just anything that's bigger than the size of a piece of paper."

"Tiara and tutu, coming up," Mara teased, heading down the hall.

"I'd rather stay in the bathroom!" he called after her. "Don't be mean!"

"Fine, fine," Mara said, "take all the fun out of this."

"Yes, leaving me buck naked in here is totally fun!"

Well, it was totally not fun for him.

"It is for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee," Mara singsonged down the hallway before breaking into Travis's room and returning with sweatpants and a t-shirt.

Hopefully they were his.

"And why is it fun for you?" he asked her, poking his head back out of the bathroom when she'd come back.

She smiled merrily at him. "If you can't figure out why a girl would enjoy that particular mental image, I'm not going to explain it to you."

"Just a mental image, though," he told her, disappearing back into the bathroom to at least put his pants on. "Could be a terrible real thing!"

"That's why I brought clothing!" Mara called through the door.

"And I appreciate that," Travis said, coming back out of the bathroom while trying to fit his head in his shirt. "Thanks for not bringing me Face's clothes either. He's got a lot of vests."

"And they look good on him, but most people can't really pull that off," Mara agreed.

"Noticed his vests, huh?" Travis asked, finally getting his shirt all the way down and feeling a little more secure about things now. "Aww."

"He's a hugely major holo star at home," Mara said. "Of course I notice."

"Cute," Travis told her, rubbing a hand through his hair to try and dry it. "Want me to get you his autograph?"

Joking.

"Please?" Mara asked, lighting up.

"You're serious, aren't you?" Travis snickered. "Well, you did bring me clothes so I can get you his autograph. You want it personalized?"

Face might write it out to 'that crazy redhead'..."No, it's fine just as it is," she decided.

"I'll see what I can do," he promised. "Thanks for the clothes and the help."

"I'd say 'any time,' but I'm betting you don't want this to happen again," Mara said, smiling. "You're welcome."

2nd Floor Boys' Bathroom; Thursday Afternoon

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