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Jorryn opened her eyes.

She found herself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling.

She began to ponder why it was different when she realised she was in her new boarding school.

With that realisation came a surge of adrenaline, and then another realisation.

There was a fragrance in the air and she felt as if her body was submerged. Then she looked down to find herself in a bathtub full of water.

"Yaaah!" Jorryn scrambled out of the bathtub and glared at it for a moment as her brain pieced together what happened before this.

"...I must have fallen asleep in the bathtub," she declared aloud to no one in particular.

She drained the tub, got into the bathtub, quickly rinsed herself with water, then dried herself and got dressed. Since she was going to stay in the dormitory until Nimue showed up, she figured she didn't need to wear much. Just her bra and shorts would do. It was November, but the heater was turned up all the way in anticipation for Nimue's arrival, and it was hot in her room.

Without bothering to dry her hair completely, Jorryn flopped onto the bed.

"Just gotta wait for Nimue to get here."

She intended to stay awake, but in true Jorryn fashion, she fell asleep within three seconds.

Yawn.

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"Ah, thank goodness they gave me a key too..."

A girl with chocolate brown hair daintily stepped into the room.

"Wow, it's really not bad... It's pretty warm in here too..."

She shut the door behind her and locked it, before reaching down, pulling up the cuffs of her calf-length pants, and unlacing her knee-length boots. Once she was done, she gently stepped out of her boots, pulled off her socks, and went into the bathroom to wash her feet. Drying her feet on the floormat, Nimue stepped into the room and found Jorryn sleeping on the bed with wet hair. Setting her bags down, she sighed and shook her best friend.

"Jack? Jack~ Wake up! Your hair's wet and you'll dirty the bed! Come on, wake up..."

"Mmm..." Jorryn tried to shrug off her hands.

Nimue heaved another deep sigh, and rummaged in her bag, pulling out a hair dryer. Finding a socket, she plugged it in, turned it on and proceeded to run her hand through Jorryn's long blonde hair while directing the hot air of the hair dryer at it.

Her hair dried quickly, and soon Nimue turned off the hairdryer.

"That's that," she announced, just in case Jorryn was even the slightest bit awake.

Then Nimue went to take a bath.

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Nimue emerged from the bath, her hair wet and her mind and body craving for a shot of chocolate. Hastily hanging up her towel to dry, Nimue rummaged in her bag for her slippers, and threw them down at the door. She pulled a neatly folded piece of paper from her pocket and unfolded it, revealing a map of the school.

"Lounge," she murmured, her fingers tracing over the paper her projected route. At last, she folded the paper and put it back in her pocket, walked over to the door and caught sight of herself in the bathroom mirror.

Seeing her own outfit in the mirror made her think twice about venturing out. Her white t-shirt featured a sentai team on the front, and her shorts were really short, not surprising since she had it since she was six and didn't wear it a lot.

She stood there, deliberating whether to change clothes, before walking out the door decidedly.

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"Mmm..."

Jorryn stretched, and rolled over to her right. Which happened to be right off the bed.

She hit the floor with a loud thump, and she sat up, rubbing her bottom.

"Ouch... How long have I slept...?" she mumbled, casting her eyes around the room.

Instantly she noticed the bags sitting next to the other bed and blinked.

"She's here already...?"

Getting up, Jorryn searched the room for her friend, but she wasn't around.

"Strange..."

Then she saw the towel hung up to dry, and understood.

"She's gone out..."

Jorryn picked up a piece of paper from the bedside table and studied it.

"The lounge," she murmured.

Slipping the paper into her pocket, Jorryn got dressed, pulling on her long-sleeved chest-length fishnet and overly large yellow shirt, and heading straight for the lounge.

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Unlocking the door, Nimue stepped into the room, leaving the door ajar for Jorryn. Soon enough, the blonde entered the room and shut the door behind her.

Nimue was looking through her bag, setting a set of her normal clothes on her bed. Jorryn sat on the bed heavily, causing her to bounce.

"Are you mad?" Jorryn asked.

Nimue snorted. "You know me. I'm not quick to anger. I'm just feeling pretty cold." Standing, Nimue stripped off the t-shirt and shorts, putting on her own long-sleeved chest-length white shirt, before getting into overly large pants that she hitched up to just under her chest, and buckled it securely with her belt.

Just then, Jorryn tackled Nimue, and they fell onto Jorryn's bed before Nimue had a chance to react.

"What're you doing...?" Nimue mumbled, since Jorryn's ear was right next to her mouth.

In response, Jorryn snuggled up tight to Nimue. "Warming you up of course. You said you were cold."

Nimue looked at her. "Don't you fall asleep, we have to get there by eight."

Jorryn yawned. "I'm more worried that you'd fall asleep, because if you do we're done for."

Nimue rolled her eyes. "I'm serious. You know how hard it is to wake you up."

Jorryn moaned and snuggled up tighter against Nimue. Nimue was beginning to feel uncomfortable.

"That's a bit too much..."

They just lay like that on the bed for a while.

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Lying on the bed, being crushed by another girl lying on top of her, and thus with no way of knowing the time, Nimue decided to play it safe and start trying to wake her friend.

"Jack? Jack... Come on, wake up."

She stirred slightly. Not enough.

"Come on..." She shook her friend.

Jorryn buried her face in Nimue's ample bosom, causing Nimue to blush.

"Stop that... Wake up!" Nimue spoke urgently.

Jorryn moaned and rubbed her head in Nimue's chest.

"Aah..." Nimue's face was getting redder. "Wake up..." She tried to lift the other girl off her chest. She didn't have the strength to.

"If you won't get up I'll have to throw you off..."

Jorryn just lay on top of her. So Nimue grasped her by the shoulder and dragged her off herself. Panting with exertion, Nimue looked at the time.

It was almost eight.

Nimue seized Jorryn by the shoulders and shook her violently. "Jack! We're going to be late! Wake up!"

"Can't... eat... anymore chocolate..." Jorryn moaned, drool spilling from her mouth.

"Jack!" Nimue started slapping Jorryn's face. Not very gently. "Wake up!"

"Mmmm..." Jorryn's eyes opened slowly.

"Come on, we're really going to be late!" Jorryn was beginning to feel the shower of slaps Nimue was raining on her.

Jorryn yawned and stretched. Nimue quickly pulled on her large orange overshirt, and turned back to Jorryn.

"It's almost eight! Come on!"

Jorryn dragged herself to her feet, rubbing her eyes.

"That was a good nap..."

Nimue seized Jorryn's wrist and dragged her to the door. "Let's go!"

Dimly, at the back of her head, Jorryn remembered something. "My hat!" She gasped, and ran to get it. She stuffed her hair into the straw hat and put it on. Nimue glanced at her, then went over and adjusted the hat.

"Why do you even bother sometimes?" Nimue sighed, closing her fingers around Jorryn's wrist. "Let's go."

They put on their shoes (Jorryn grudgingly) and left the room.