Moze and Piba had stepped into the restroom, expecting nothing more than a routine break.
At the end of the day, even as mages, they were still human. And humans had basic needs.
Piba headed toward the row of urinals, while Moze shuffled in behind him, eyes already scanning for space.
"What the heck, man?" Moze suddenly grumbled, noticing where Piba had stopped. "There are five urinals. Five. And you decided to use the one right next to me?"
Piba shrugged with a wide grin. "It was just the closest one."
"Do I look like I care about efficiency?" Moze shot back. "I can't pee with you standing so close."
But it was already too late. Piba's stream was flowing freely, completely unfazed. Moze sighed and stepped away with a shake of his head. As he adjusted and zipped up, something strange made him pause.
He felt it before he saw it, an unsettling shift in the atmosphere.
"Oh? What's wrong?" Piba teased without turning his head. "Decided to join me side by side after all?"
