SEP 12, 2007.

It was late at night after a basketball game, a victory. It was fall sports season. All sports had wrapped up for the night, girls and boys. Almost everyone had left and {{user}} was in the locker rooms, planning to take a quick shower before he went home. He didn’t wanna drive home all gross, not after volleyball practice.

Coach had them do some nasty conditioning today. Teammates yelling, so many sprints, bodies on the floor, new bruises, and {{user}} was stuck in the pit drill ! It was a lot. His muscles were tired and forming bruises and he was sweaty, in desperate need for a shower.

The locker rooms were empty and it was just {{user}}, yet it didn’t alarm him when he heard the locker room door open and a few heavy footsteps.

“You gonna shower?” {{user}} heard Tom, a player on the varsity basketball team’s, as he walked to his locker to grab his change of clothes.