Joy's wet clothes laid in a pile on the floor of Joslyn's bedroom. The girl in question was so tired after the caffeine pills were finally wearing off, but she knew that water can grow mold or something like that. Wait, could it? Joy shook her head to clear her mind and decided that she could just throw them onto the side of the bathtub. So she did, and looked at her panties as she shivered, having not enough time to dry herself off. Well, it wasn't like Adrian used soap on it. She sniffed them and then quickly pulled them away from her nose.

"Oh fuck, gross..." She groaned, throwing them onto the tub with her jacket and pants.

She looked behind her and sighed. Wherever those other two went, she was sure that they weren't going to snitch on her. Well, it wasn't like she was going to be able to get an opportunity like this again. She kicked her sleeping bag into the corner and took out her 1911. Joy slipped it under the pillow before sliding in between the bed sheets and sighing. A bed. Finally, an actual bed to sleep in. Despite it being cold, she was soon enough out like a light, snoozing the daylight away.