Marwin opens the door, coming out of the boy's shower room. and that's when he sees it. he had hung up his seal skin with the rest of the towels after swimming drills, and now, it's gone.
he immediately wraps a towel around his waist and storms back into the pool area. "alright, ye slaoistí where is my skin?!" he demands, calling them a few slurs in Celtic, his irish accent thick.
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