The warm water falling down his frame would [i]almost[/i] make him forget where he was, a public shower. At least it was the one by the dorms, not in the locker room where Blackmore had his class, so there was less people there. Well, the class managed to evolve the boy, somewhat. He never thought he’d be able to achieve what he did but the pain echoing throughout his body would only elevate tomorrow with incredible soreness. He was after all a very fragile little person. 

As the warm water continued to splash against Casper’s olive skin, he kept his eyes on the floor, not wanting to look up. What to do now? Class was over, Mason had disappeared somewhere and Casper was incredibly tired. Maybe getting some sleep would work? If he slept now though, he’d have difficulties sleeping tonight. Shaking the thoughts out of his head, Casper shook the droplets from his hair as he stepped out of the stream. [i]‘Okay, almost done…’[/i] He sighed, grabbing hold of his towel and dried up as quickly as he could before slipping into his clothes, a pair of jeans, a thin black sweater and a green pair of converse shoes. It was good to have some variation. 

The boy tossed his bag with hygienic products, and a towel, over his shoulder and headed out of the steaming showers. There were some other people there but luckily no one bothered him. Having others up in his face [i]anywhere else[/i] was better than in the showers. 

Walking down the corridor, Casper’s mind traveled back to the class. What exactly could Adam’s class offer him? In all honesty, Casper wanted to learn how to fight because it would make him feel…more in control. Though, he’d never be able to fight up close and personal. He could already shoot things but that wasn’t going to be part of Adam’s class, so perhaps it would be a better idea to develop his mind rather than his body. Ruben had a class, didn’t he? Oh well, right now it didn’t matter. Casper just wanted to drop down in his bed and forget he ever had legs. 

Upon reaching the dormitory, Casper slid his key into their door and dropped down on the bed as soon as he slipped out of his shoes. [i]‘Home sweet home…’[/i] He yawned, crawling further up on the bed that was rather large for him. The boy turned to his back, his half open eyes set on the ceiling while he felt his body slowly drifting away. [i]‘I wonder if Mason has a cell phone…’[/i] It would be much easier to keep in contact that way but Casper was probably getting ahead of himself. Who said Mason wanted to have Casper in the back of his head all the time? He was sure that friendship came in doses, didn’t it? Well, hanging out with others was a concept he wasn’t too familiar with, so it was probably better to let Mason take the reins on…whatever they had. 

Speaking of friendship, Casper had two roommates, one of which he hadn’t even met. Turning his head slightly, he saw how his second roommate had left his things in the room, but at the moment Casper was by himself. Well, he could pick up on the sleep he was craving. If he had difficulties sleeping tonight, so be it. The boy closed his eyes for a moment but came to the conclusion that he'd rather be awake when this new roommate came back. He could be the world's biggest douche and if that was the case, Casper didn't want to lay defenceless in bed as a first impression. 

Reaching for his shoulder bag, Casper grabbed his Playstation Vita and-...was that an Xbox? Who the hell had put up an Xbox in their room? Diego? No...he said that he didn't play much video games, didn't he? Oh well...Casper turned his portable console on and resumed on his quest to slice monsters into hamburger with a katana. This would probably keep him awake for a while.