The ride home?

The warm water of the shower cascades around your body, melting your few remaining worries away. It has been a great summer. The camp was fun, the campers were sweet, and, oh yeah, you completely humiliated Sabrina.

You are going to miss waking up to the blonde’s massages and breakfast in bed. Oh, and the way her face scrunched up every time you gave her an order? Adorable. Oh well, you enjoyed it while you had it, now it´s time to leave.

In but a few minutes, the buses will depart, and everyone will go home. You shouldn’t be showering, but someone threw a mud ball at your face, and you don´t fancy riding back with your hair full of mud and your shirt all sticky.

You hear giggles outside your stall. Weird, the campers should be on the way out, boarding the bus. You have a bad feeling about this. You turn off the water, and your hand reaches to grab what?