Edie and Derwen got back to Edie’s dorm room just as Corrie was leaving the bathroom, her hair plastered to her head with dampness. “Everyone already used up the hot water,” she complained. “Hey, Derwen.”
“Yeah, I noticed the same thing,” Edie said. “Did you get enough exercise running up and down the stairs?”
“I think so,” Corrie said. “At least I feel a bit better. What’s with the kettle?”
“It’s to make tea,” Derwen said.
“We’re having a potluck breakfast,” Edie said. “Everyone’s in our room. I hope you don’t mind.”