Richard tossed the duvet back over Ben, obviously disappointed to have been met with dry sheets. Ben breathed a sigh of relief when he realised how lucky he’d been, if he hadn’t awoken early then Richard and Nathan would have been met with a very different sight. Ben’s wet nappy would have almost certainly been exposed to them both, and then they would have known his secret. Their teasing would have been merciless.

“Mike, can I ask you something?” Ben asked over breakfast/

“Yeah, sure, what?”

“Y’know last night, when I went to the bathroom, did you put the sheet on my bed?”

Mike looked confused, “What? No, I took it off? You saw me take it off?”

Ben nodded, “Yeah, but then it was on again when I got into bed.”

“Oh, you mean the one under your regular sheet?” Mike asked, looking sheepish, “Yeah, sorry. I put it on when we got back from Stratford, the others weren’t in the room. Sorry, but it just seems stupid to leave it off, the hostel would probably charge you if you ruined a mattress. And I mean to hell with the others, what does it matter to them if you have it on or off? Now they think it’s off they don’t even hear it. They only complained because they knew they could, not because they actually cared.”

“Yeah, I guess.” Ben agreed, thankful at least that Mike hadn’t put it on his bed in front of everyone.