[Shiro is the soggiest. He's managed to at least fluff his hair so it's a mess, drying slowly. Very slowly. And his clothes? Hanging off his skinny little self as he pads (barefoot. shoes were ditched because they made swimming difficult.)
He pads his way soggily to the locker that he's been told is his, but he's pretty sure, halfway there that he smells...
dinner?
A tilt of his head as he turns and finds an octopus holding a plate. Oh. Well. Sure, why not?]
Do you always keep dinner in your locker like that? Maybe a bento would be easier.
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He pads his way soggily to the locker that he's been told is his, but he's pretty sure, halfway there that he smells...
dinner?
A tilt of his head as he turns and finds an octopus holding a plate. Oh. Well. Sure, why not?]
Do you always keep dinner in your locker like that? Maybe a bento would be easier.