The linoleum corridor of a modern dormitory

The click-clack-click-clack sound of the girls' heels accompanied us as we walked down the dormitory corridor. Living on the top floor meant we had to take the elevator down to the cafeteria for breakfast. Several other students joined as along the way. I nodded to the guys I knew and my sisters shared quick kisses with their sisters. The queue at the cafeteria was impressively long so I entertained myself making out with the girls, keeping my hands on their pert buttocks. But all good things must come to an end and we eventually got our breakfast trays. As we were searching for a table to sit at, someone hollered at me:

"Hey dude! Over here!"

It was Patrick, my best friend at the academy. He was sitting next to his sister Patricia, both of them waving at us, so we sat at their table.

"Thanks dude", I told him as I stuffed my face with a watery omelette.
"Ugh, I swear the food at this place is getting even worse", I grumbled and Patrick nodded along:
"Well, you better finish it quickly, our first class is starting soon and it's on the other side of campus!"
"Oh, fuck me, that is a long walk", I replied. Rest of the breakfast was spent in silence as all five of us focused on emptying our trays as quickly as possible. Few more greetings were exchanged as we made our exit. At least the sun was shining and a warm wind was gently caressing us as we walked across the quad.

"Remind me, what is our first class?" I asked Patrick. He was resting his hand on the back pocket of Patricia's mini-shorts.