Chase stirred awake, the faint light of dawn filtering through the thin walls of the tent. He stretched his arms, groaning softly, before the realization of their situation dawned on him. Unlike the other students who resided in proper hostels with fully functional facilities, he and Arthur had been dumped in a ramshackle corner of the academy grounds.
The problem hit him squarely. No bathroom.
Chase sighed, rubbing his temples in frustration. Arthur really had done him dirty. If it weren't for his antics, they wouldn't be stuck in this mess, far from the comforts the other students were enjoying. Chase threw on a simple shirt and jeans, grabbed a towel, and stepped out into the cool morning air.
