'This is the girls' bathroom!'
A sinking feeling of embarrassment washed over Conrad as he stared at the rows of stalls. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to contain the urge to panic.
'How the hell did I end up here?!'
When he snuck out of the Weapon Mastery class, all he could think about was getting away from Rossette. By the looks of it, he wasn't even looking where he was going.
But still, to end up in the girls' bathroom like this?
'That explains why that girl called me a pervert'
He groaned, thinking back to the creepy girl who emerged from one of the stalls, covered in mold and other rotting stuff he couldn't make out.
At any rate, his focus now was getting out of here without being noticed. With any luck, no one saw him come in.
Connie whipped his gaze around the bathroom, looking for a way out but he couldn't find it. The windows were tiny, barely big enough for a housecat—let alone him, and they were set high up on the walls.
