The hoteliers of Deucalion or The new Nevermoor scandal

»Too much shouting«

Morrigan's POV:

I closed the black door behind me and went to the bathroom to get changed.

I was in soooo good mood and I thought, nothing can ruin it. It was because of Hawthorne and Cadence. We were in the park with rest of Unit 919 and Mahir did and said something to Hawthorne... Well and Hawthorne accidentaly shouted to Mahir, that he like Candence and she heard him and... Well, they KISSED each other... in front of all unit. I was so lucky of them! Well, I'm acting like some typical teenager, heheh...

I changed my white shirt to the black and dissolved my braid. I wanted to go to the looby so I came to door and...
...when I "stepped boldly" to the corridor, there was a splash and I screamed because of cold. The firkin of half-malted ice poured out at me in the moment, when I opened my door. On the floor was a card made from waxed paper.

I thought, you'll need the masage shower after a long day. Enyoy it!
-J.

"Ohhhh someone is going to be sorry!" I shouted and my angry voice echoed on the hallways satisfingly. I came back to my room and laid to my bed. Then I jumped away, because there was something... I grabbed the sheets, and there was a little snag, but still alive... salmon.
"FENESTRAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
I ran out of breath, so I took a resignated sigh and got changed into my school clothes again.

Ten minutes after I walked downstairs to the foyer. Jack went from the elevator and hads-in-pockets he walked slowly to me. He stood by the end of the staircase.
"Hello, Morrigan!"
I rolled my eyes and skipped the last stair. My leg suddenly slipped, I fell forwards, accidentally grabbed his shirt and fell at his chest. Jack caught me, hands on my back.
"Oh wow! Someone missed me!" he smirked.
"You are in strange mood..." I threw out and looked behind me. On the floor, there was a puddle of vegetable oil. I stomped my foot and slipped again. I pulled away from Jack's chest angrily and looked at my oily jackboots.
"Oh, for the four states of Wintersea, someone tried very hard today!" then I narrowed my eyes.
"Is it the First April?" I asked, turning to the Kedgeree.
"No Miss, it's already second week of summer." he answered. I put off my boots and in the socks I ran, and slided through the empty looby to the elevator.
"Oh, just wait! My revenge is gonna be a killer!"