Tom and Charles had been best friends since they were 9. They had met playing for the same school rugby team. Through this, they spent a lot of time together and formed a bond that had lasted. They both left primary school and joined the same secondary school, which happened to be a boarding school. There, again they were both accomplished players and so spent a lot of time in the same team. Through rugby they developed into typical "lads", or "jocks" as Americans would put it. This included a lot of bizarre games that made no sense to anyone from the outside looking in. One of the games typically played by the team was gay chicken. This involved slowly moving closer and close to doing something sexual with the other until one of them cried chicken and bailed. Tom and Charles, both seriously competitive people, were rather good at this.
The boarding house was originally built in 1876, and back then it was the custom for one teacher to live in the house, and another teacher to stay over too in a special room. However, as life progressed this tradition deceased, and a new teachers' living quarter was built opposite the road. This meant only one person was required to stay in house, and so this extra room, built for the second teacher, was given to the house captain each year. The reason this room was special was because it was the only room in the boarding house with an en suite bathroom.
In upper sixth Tom became house captain. Charles turned 18 in the summer before, but Tom had only turned 18 a few days previous. After one especially wet and muddy training session, the shower block was absolutely rammed. Charles, having used Tom's shower many times before, requested to use it again.
"I'm just about to jump in mate, you are welcome to join though, unless you're too... chicken?" Tom said.
"Brilliant mate, hate feeling the mud dry on my skin, I'd get into a shower with our 55 year old house mother if she'd let me!"
"You'd get in with her whatever mate!"
"Fair point", said Charles, as he jumped into the shower.
