Bang and Burn 2: Compromised {Dreamnotfound}

Chapter 11

"This is my bunk. And that, up there, is your bunk." Indigo tossed Dylan's backpack onto the top bunk as Saturn showed him around the room. "We also share the minifridge in the corner, so you can go out and buy drinks and snacks and shit. But be careful; Indigo eats everything he finds."

Dylan wasn't bothered by anything Saturn was saying. Instead, he was fixated on the top bunk. "Can I sleep on the bottom?"

Indigo grabbed Dylan's bag, terribly confused. "Who wouldn't want the top bunk?"

Dylan pulled his bag from Indigo's hands. "Me." He then shoved the bag onto the bottom bunk and sat beside it. "I like this spot better."

Indigo shrugged. "You're lucky I don't mind sleeping on the top bunk. Let me grab my stuff real quick." He reached behind Dylan and began grabbing pictures off of the wall that he hadn't noticed before. They looked like the kind of images a teenager would take: a sunset, a forest, and a group of friends were featured in many of the pictures. Indigo pulled them down before Dylan could look at them long enough. "If you have anything you can hang up, you're welcome to do so."

Dylan peeked inside of his backpack. "I've got nothing."

"Oh, come on!" Saturn exclaimed. "You have to have something you could put up on the wall!" They grabbed Dylan's backpack and pulled it to their bed. Dylan stood up to grab it back, but Indigo pulled him to the side, just out of reach of Saturn. Dylan pulled his arm back and turned around to find Saturn holding a picture in their hands. "Who's this?"

Dylan ripped the picture from their hands. "My mom. Don't touch it again, or else I'll break your finger."

"You seem pretty protective over that picture."

"I haven't seen her in a long time, and I won't see her for a while," Dylan mumbled. He grabbed his backpack and put the picture back.

Indigo sat beside Saturn on their bed. "Were you two close?"

Dylan took off his still damp hoodie and dropped it onto the floor. "Yep."

"Then why did you come here?" Saturn questioned. "Most of the people here don't have a family or anyone who supports them."

Dylan shrugged. "Am I not allowed to join because I just fucking felt like it?"

Saturn put up their hands in surrender as they grabbed their hoodie hanging on the side of their bed. "We need to get going if we want to still have dinner with Alexis."

Indigo waved Saturn towards the door. "You go ahead. I'll let our buddy here change first so I can walk him there. He'd get lost on his own."

Ignoring Indigo's comment, he reached into his backpack, pulling out a pair of sweatpants and a shirt he had stolen from George. The nerdy shirt had a joke that Dylan didn't quite understand, but the shirt itself was incredibly comfortable, so he didn't care. "Is there somewhere I can change?"

Indigo pointed at a door in the corner of the small room, past the dresser and desk against the wall. "We share, so don't touch anything in there that isn't yours."

Dylan rolled his eyes, then slid into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. There weren't any windows, leaving the only light source being the ugly, yellow light bulb that flickers every few seconds. The floor looked like it had never been mopped, and the mirror was scratched beyond belief, rendering it useless. Hanging on the wall were multiple baskets that held everyone's toiletries. Dylan figured he'd put his stuff there when he had the chance after dinner. He also made a mental note to buy some disinfecting wipes the next time he had the opportunity. If there was one thing he picked up from Clay, it'd be the want to keep everything clean. He changed as fast as he could to avoid staying in the bathroom longer than he had to.