Jugging a bottle of energy drink while towel-drying his hair, Evren wondered if it was finally time to leave his room. His stomach growled loudly, reminding him just how starving he was at the moment.
He hung his towel on the hanger and moved to his closet, pulling on sweatpants and a large white sleeveless top.
Evren was used to having everything he needed in his room, only leaving when he needed to.
He glanced at the countdown clock on the wall. It was already 5 p.m. He bit down on his lower lip.
"I should probably go to the cafeteria," he muttered, rubbing his temples with a tired chuckle. "And maybe swim after... this is getting way too unhealthy."
His phone buzzed loudly on the table. He froze for a moment, confusion flickering across his face before he slowly walked over, picked it up, and sat on the edge of the bed.
A message blinked on the screen.
[Where are you?]
