"Yeah. Fine." Van quickly rinsed off, hoping to get this over with. He shut his water off and hobbled a bit to the bench. When he sat down, Van draped his towel over his shoulders and carefully eased his sore ankle straight in front of him. Then he lifted the towel to dry his hair. Thankfully his arousal had calmed the fuck down.
"So, got any weekend plans to mow down any more students?" He smirked and tried to fill the awkward silence as he toweled his hair. When he was done, his dark hair was a mess of damp rumpled tangles. Van didn't often let other people see him with his hair like this. He usually had it fixed the way he liked it before he went out of his room.