Closed RP, Jon And Sam in the Hufflepuff Baths

[starkwhitesnow]

Dripping butter the entire way, Jon and Sam headed to the Hufflepuff common room. The longer they walked, the more the smell of butter began to press down on them. Not to mention they were both in clothes more suited for the frozen north than Scotland in June. Jon was sweating fiercely after his jaunt outside and the prospect of a bath seemed more

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[sam_the_slayer]

Sam led the way into the Hufflepuff communal baths. "Here we are," he said, relieved, as he turned the faucets on in one of the tubs. The smell of sweat and butter were not pretty together, and he began shedding garments, relieved to be out of them.

[starkwhitesnow]

Jon followed suit, stripping himself of the grease covered clothing. He could take things one thing at a time, he decided. First, get the grease and sweat off, then panic about the state of the Watch. It was all very rational to Jon.

"How in the seven bloody hells did the butter get into my smallclothes?," Jon muttered.

[sam_the_slayer]

"Ugh." Sam looked over at their piles of identical blacks. "I have no idea." He stepped into the bath, sinking down with a long sigh. "I guess we should see about getting these washed, and some cooler clothes besides."

[starkwhitesnow]

Jon nodded and followed him into the bath. "And how would we go about that?," he askd, practically sighing in relief as the butter washed off him.