Standing with Wayne, Justin opened the bathroom door and stepped out stretching himself as he realized a few of their dorm mates were starting to come back too. Not wasting a moment Justin started to unbutton his shirt. “I’m getting in my pyjamas, these trousers are killing me.” he said in a pained voice as he walked towards the dresser. Taking off his clothes, he put on pyjama trousers and a clean white shirt. He didn't mind of his dorm mates saw him undress, but he always had the reflex of turning away when they did.
“Yours or mine?” he asked, keeping his voice down as to not disturb anyone. Justin didn't mind which bed he'd chose, really. He just wanted to give Wayne the possibility to decide.