Sticking two hot heads who've had it out for each other since day one didn't seem smart. But yet that's exactly what happens. Roman and Will didn't "click" together, the closest they were to having something in common was their swim team and their n...
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"I'm fucking hungry!" Startled by the voice and the aggressive shaking of his shoulders, Roman abruptly sat up. His locks were tousled in all directions and his scratchy throat begged for water. He looked around with bleary eyes, his gaze landing on Will, glaring intensely at him. His hair was styled back with a loose white long sleeve, and his arms crossed.
"What?" Roman asked, his head pounding from a morning migraine, or maybe it was seeing Will first thing in the morning.
"I'm hungry."
Roman furrowed his eyebrows, "I'm not your fucking housemaid! Go make food yourself!"
Will rolled his eyes, "We have to do a bonding exercise to get food."
Roman stared at the Egyptian before him that he wanted to punch so bad at the moment, "It's early," He pouted, snuggling further into the warm covers around him, adoring into the warmth.
Roman suddenly felt the warmth be ripped away from him as Will threw his blanket off. Roman sat up disgruntled, his bare chest exposed and shivering from the sudden cold, "Are you serious, Adler?" He exclaimed as he squinted his eyes from the brightness streaming from the window.
"Be in the room in ten, or I'm going to fucking beat the living shit out of you." He heard the blond yell before the door was slammed. Guess Will wasn't a morning person either, Roman thought as he got up. He thought about being a good person and helping Will with his obsession with eating so early before he grabbed the blanket, and lay back in bed, nestling himself in the familiar heat.
Eventually, Will dragged Roman out of his bed, resulting in a small wrestling battle, but now they sat in the bonding room on opposite sides of each other with a box between them on the floor.
"You're a really irritating person," Roman grumbled, cowering into his hoodie to get warmth.
"Stop complaining, and let's get this over with."
"Me? I should stop complaining. You were the one bitching this morning about how hungry you were."
"Shut up," Will gritted out.
Roman found it somehow satisfying that Will was in a bad mood because of him, so he had to further that bad mood. "It's child abuse if they withdraw food from us. What if we don't do the exercises? They'll either let us die of starvation or let us-"
Frustration took over Will as he groaned loudly, Roman responding with a chuckle. Haistly, Will grabbed the box, eager to get this over with. He scanned over the instructions on the box, noticing the code box on the top, and with a shake of the box, a card moved around. "2 Truths and a Lie," He read aloud, glancing over at Roman, who seemed he couldn't care less but he continued, "Basically, we have to write 2 truths and one 1 about us, and try to guess each others." Will stood up to grab the pencils and notecards from the drawers while Roman began to bitch.
