Welcum home?

Casey closed the front door. Careful not to touch any of the walls or furniture, he climbed the stairs and shed his soaking wet clothes, dropping them off into the hamper in his room. He grabbed a towel and his shower supplies, heading to the bathroom he shared with his sister. It felt great to be home from college, but he knew that he needed to keep up with his training if he would keep his first string position on the hockey team. He groaned in relief as the conditioned air cooled away the glistening sweat. As much as running in the hot sun took it out of him, he still felt plenty of energy.