Ah yes, religious camp - two weeks trapped together with a bunch of boarding school teenagers, somewhere inhabiting small woods cabins in the countryside for the entire holidays.

How joyus.

You turned quiet a few moments later, hands still in your suitcase when a knocking presented itself at the door, a teacher and a guy enter.

The Teacher looked left and right, checking there wss empty space. "J. Schlatt here doesn't have a room yet, so he been assigned to yours, since you still have a free bed."

Before you could protest, the teacher closed the door behind him.