Selby wrote:
Jude nodded and went on his way. He just hoped that the cleaning supplies outside the stalls were still there, or they would have to take a detour. If he wasn't planning on chipmunking the water and spitting it out, that is... Yeah, that was quite the thought. It didn't have to come to that though, as the familiar red bucket was standing under one of the sinks. So he threw in a rag and filled it a bit with water and soap.
"Right, let's go."
(Today's word that I forgot: sink)