You love showers here. Not only can you take as many as you want, but you can have them as warm as you want and as long as you want.
Sometimes the other initiates look at you weirdly because of how long you take.
Bah. They just don't appreciate what they have as much as you do. You did take a shorter shower today, though.
You walk out of the bathroom humming, dressed primly in your training clothes.
"-she'll beat you up," Peter is saying, scowling at Drew from where he's poised over your bed. Peter shoots him a meaningful look, then turns back to fluffing his pillows.
Drew grumbles, but stalks away back to his bed. He's holding a can of spray paint.
You wonder what that was about, wringing your hair into the floor's drain.
Tris walks out of of the shower, then gasps, running towards her bed. Spray-painted on it is the word "STIFF", over and over again, in pen and paint, on her bedframe and pillow.
She whirls around, face flushed with red, and you sprint over to your own bed. A small tinge of red paint marks your covers.
Your heart pounds. You can feel yourself shaking. Peter and Drew would have done your bed, too, if you hadn't gotten out of the shower so quickly.
"Nice decorations," Peter says nonchalantly to Tris.
So he did do it, you think, adrenaline surging through your body.
If you make him pay, go to 51.
If you don't let him get a rise out of you and help Tris change her bedding, go to 52.
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