"You might have," Sorrel allowed, "but it's true. I mean, the bathroom is usually the place you're supposed to go when you want to clean up - showers and brushing your teeth and all that. How are you supposed to clean up in a dirty place?" She made a face at the thought. No, that wouldn't do. As anticlimactic as the clean bathroom may have been, it was actually better this way in the long run - she probably wouldn't have been able to handle it for long otherwise. At least this way, showering somewhere that wasn't home would be bearable.

But her attention was brought back to Adeline as her friend spoke again. "I wouldn't doubt it. Even if it's surprisingly clean in here, this is still a dorm, and a dorm is a public place. I just hope we're lucky enough to avoid the really bad stuff." And her imagination had no shortage of ideas for what kind of bad things could be lurking in corners. Not only was a dorm a public place, but it was a public place that housed teenagers. Being one herself, she knew what teenagers could be like. It didn't help that her own brother was terrible. In fact, a lot of her ideas were inspired by things she had seen in her own house that had been of Sergei's doing.

"Let's head back to our room," Sorrel decided, following Adeline's gaze to the door. "We can explore more once we've unpacked. I don't know about you, but I have a lot of unpacking to do." And a lot of redecorating to do, she added to herself mentally, beginning to walk back to the hallway.