"I'm sure she'd like to just stop. The school has something else to say about that, though." Kevin said, laughing. He still shifted, unable to stay still. He moved slowly closer to the shower door, though not entirely of his own conscious. The door between them was just as painful for Kevin as it was for Anthony.
"Um..." He paused for a second, trying to come up with something laugh-worthy that had happened over the past couple of days. He was sure there was something, knew there was. But the past couple of days had been shrouded in so much bad that it was hard to remember.
"One of the sixth years had an owl run right into them in the court yard. I think they're getting bloody pissed they don't get to do much anymore." He said, speaking considerably softer now that he had made it to the shower door.