Val’s P.O.V

We walked out of the lab, not as normal class folk but sneakily like freaks who’d been waiting for the lessons to finish, just to get missing.

We didn’t do it the obvious way, even if we just planned this. We strolled through the crowd mix and found ourselves in the toilet. The plan was executed just as we discussed. We were killing it better than mercenaries for hire just that the job wasn’t serving. But, service. We were made to serve.

“B, hand me the mop. We have to ...