Reynold let the water run down his body and washing away any dirt. Whe he was done, he dried his body before putting his cloth on.
He then stepped out of the bathroom. He was now feeling refresh and strangely, much better. His simple black t-shirt and slim-fitted trousers were more good compared to the formal all black academy uniform. His broad chest was a little visible in the shirt. And the dressing brought out his features.
Gwyn who was seated on the edge of the bed raised an eyebrow when she heard the bathroom door opened, her eyes scanning Reynold's outfit. "Not bad, Starweaver. Nice to you see you on something good besides training gear and house cloth."
