"Chase always has a plan," Lennon agreed. "One of the things I like about him. Also, isn't it weird that money has no meaning here?" Betting someone ten bucks didn't have the impact it once would have had. Betting things would work, at least as far as he was concerned.
He huffed out a sigh at the thought of his bathroom, which had been perfect and all his. "Yeah, sharing one leaves a lot to be desired. Least your room's right across from it and mine's next door." He ran a hand through his hair, idly scratching and feeling that he was beginning to sweat. It'd be great if they really could find somewhere to swim. When Felix mentioned the piano, he smiled. "I kinda miss it too," he said. "Sometimes when I was in the craft room I'd listen to you play."