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Chapter 4: First Night

Alphonse looked at his watch. "Gosh, I gotta go write up a report on Ava, see y'all in the morning!"

I also checked my watch, which read '8:40' "It got late super fast."

"Sure did," Michelle responded, returning to the table.

"Soo, where do we sleep, exactly?" I questioned, yawning quietly.

"We sleep with some other workers in the sleeping quarters. I can show you where that is. I don't sleep in there though, that's just for some of the new people."

"Alright, thanks. I guess I'll find my bed, then." I said, walking in.

"Alright, sleep well! See you tomorrow morning!" Alphonse said, waving and walking away.

I looked around the room. It had around eight beds, four on each side. The walls were concrete but the floor was carpeted. The room had lighting, but it was minimal. Although, there were a few lamps on some nightstands. Each bed had sheets, covers, blankets, and so on. But, some of the beds seemed to have been decorated by the people who occupied them. Lucky for me, I seemed to have gotten there early, so I could see where everybody sleeps and maybe get a good idea of their personalities from how they decorate. I walked over to a bed with the nameplate "May Leonie." The bed had multiple comic books scattered around, most open and drawn inside. I saw one I had read before and grabbed it. Once I had grabbed it, I noticed how many drawings were inside, most of which were pretty impressive. I set it back down on the bed and examined the navy suitcase. There were a variety of clothes all scrunched up inside in no certain order. My conclusion was May is an artist, which was pretty obvious, but she also didn't exactly have her life in order. I picked up a few comics that were on the bed and examined the drawings. Some of them had drawings of people I didn't know, but they seemed to resemble singers. I dropped the comics when I heard something move from behind the bed. Scared to death, I crept around the bed to examine what the source of the noise was.

"BOO!" Something humanoid and yet blue and furry screamed at me, making me trip over a pile of disorganized drawings and fall onto the luckily carpeted floor. I covered my face with my arm as it stood up and towered over me. Only then did I hear the laughing and slowly move my arm to see the blue figure leaning on its bed laughing. I stood up quickly to regain my composure and fixed my crooked tie.

"And WHO are you?" I demanded, stomping my foot on the floor once.

"I got ya good, didn't I." The person laughed, taking off their suit head and tossing it to the side.

"Sure you did. Now, who are you? And HOW did you manage to get a cookie monster suit?!" I questioned in confusion, looking at the blue suit on the floor.

"That's a mystery!" She responded, waving her arms around to mimic an 'eerie' feel. "Hi, I'm May by the way."

"So you own this bed, huh."

"Yep. What are you doing here?" May questioned, taking a cookie out of her pocket and eating it, which I thought was... weird to say the least.

"What were YOU doing in here with a cookie monster suit?" I asked back.

"I asked you first, so you gotta answer first!" She said, flopping onto the bed making her black hair poof up and some of the comics fly off. She had brown eyes with glasses and gave off a laid-back-don't-care vibe.

"Well, I thought if I saw how people decorated I could somehow figure out their personalities. I definitely didn't predict, however, that you would be behind the bed with a cookie monster suit ready to scare me."

"Haha. Well, you can get back to your thing, I'm gonna catch up on my reading." May then flopped back over, picked up a messy comic, and began flipping through the colorful pages.