The audience barely had the chance to look around at the raw beauty in which they were, as Sian shuddered unexpectedly from the chill which crept over his form. His teeth chattered and an audible breath stuck in the air in front of him as he rushed up the stairs to strip away the drenched garments in favor of warmer.
As Sian stepped into the dimly lit room, the first he noticed was his roommate—yet-to-be-named—bent on the edge of his unmade bed. His roommate glanced up, his brow furrowing in surprise as he noticed Sian's dripping wet appearance, water beads glinting on his face and streaming down from his messy hair. With a scowl, he returned his focus to his phone, but not before barking a curt command:
"Take a shower and change your clothes immediately."
