"Wait, wait." Heather nodded at the other bed in the room. "What about your roommate?"
Tommy glanced across at Gabe's neatly made bed, the atrocious bedspread pulled taut and thankfully unoccupied. "Gabe went home for the weekend, some anniversary or something. We're fine."
They were interrupted five minutes later by the sound of a key sliding into the lock.
"Tommy?" Gabe called as the tumblers clicked.
Heather withdrew to stare at him, her expressive eyes broadcasting confusion, hurt, and betrayal.
"You awake?" Gabrielle continued, in the syrupy sweet voice she reserved exclusively for tormenting him.
Tommy swore. Stupid housing mix-up.
Tommy glanced across at Gabe's neatly made bed, the atrocious bedspread pulled taut and thankfully unoccupied. "Gabe went home for the weekend, some anniversary or something. We're fine."
They were interrupted five minutes later by the sound of a key sliding into the lock.
"Tommy?" Gabe called as the tumblers clicked.
Heather withdrew to stare at him, her expressive eyes broadcasting confusion, hurt, and betrayal.
"You awake?" Gabrielle continued, in the syrupy sweet voice she reserved exclusively for tormenting him.
Tommy swore. Stupid housing mix-up.
