<div class="floatright">(http://i57.tinypic.com/wlp1g5.jpg)</div><strong>Character: </strong>Biff<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Bath-House -> Dorm: Floor 1: Room 1<br/><strong>With: </strong>People in the Bath-House, Quinn?<br/><hr/><br/>Biff washed up a bit in the bath, bodily fluids therein notwithstanding. For some reason he felt a little dirty. He tried to play it off like he wanted to get the smell off, or something of that variety. The truth was he didn't know how to feel about what had just happened. He had no qualms with using a woman for sex, but was now of the definite opinion that he didn't like a reversal of that scenario. Had he known the concept of hypocrisy, he would have freely admitted that this was that very circumstance. All he knew was that he didn't like it. A brave face had to be shown. He was after all a conqueror not the conquered, right?<br/><br/>Right?<br/><br/>Having finished cleaning himself, he left the bathhouse gathering his clothes along the way. He didn't dress, it somehow seemed rather futile to cover up his physical body after being so exposed. Besides, if nothing else he could take pride in the one thing he apparently had going for him, a physique unmatched in all the school, so far as he had seen. He could blame a slight cold for the tremble. He could put it up to the weather, or some other force, and not what he very much feared it was a symptom of, a lack of masculinity. So Biff strode across the campus, however much of it he had to in order to get home to the dorms, head held high and strutting as if he were for all the world the example of male perfection he had previously believed himself to be. The facade had almost worked too, he made it to the dorm, he made it up the stairs to his floor, and he even made it to his room. Hidden safely behind a wall, he breathed a sigh of relief and very nearly broke down... until he noticed he was not alone. There was a girl on his bed. He hadn't remembered a girl being on his bed when he left, in fact he was rather certain there was not a girl on his bed when he left. There had been two other men in the room and no women, that was rather the point of his having left. Stopping the sniffles that had almost come over him, he brushed away the barest hint that something was not all right in the world of Biff and greeted the newcomer, only a little less cheerful than he otherwise might have been. "Hi. I'm Biff. Who are you..." His voice trailed off a little as he noticed the note. The double meaning almost escaped him, but it was thankfully rather obvious. He picked the sentence up with only a moment's lapse, finishing with "and what brings you here?" His smile was a little forced but hopefully worked to defuse what might be a tense situation.