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warnings: strong language, sexual references, mentions of violence, arguing, eating, mentions of torture, mentions of murder
song to listen to: you, petit biscuit
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I walk into the lounge, relieved to see that Illyana, Roberto and Sam are still in there.
"Hey!" Roberto claps, a smile growing on his face. "Look who finally decided to join us!"
"She's been in my room for fifteen minutes, Berto." Illyana snaps at him, giving him a quick dirty look. Sam holds his hand out for me as he sits on the couch, and I plop down next to him, kicking my feet up on the table.
"Alright, I gotta ask this." Berto says, looking at me and Sam with a grin replacing his smile. "Have you two even thought about each other naked?"
"Man, I don't care about that stuff as much as you do." Sam tells him, obviously as uncomfortable as I am with his line of questioning.
"Yeah, right." Berto shakes his head, chuckling and looking at me. "You really haven't thought about having sex? Have either of you ever had sex?"
"Why are you so obsessed with sex, Roberto?" I snap, tilting my head to the side. "I'm serious. What is with you and sex? You talk about it and brag about having gotten with so many girls, but I doubt you've ever even touched a girl the way you talk about it."
"I agree with you there." Illy says, a smirk on her face.
"You're both full of shit."
"Why don't we test out our theory?"
"Why are you both ganging up on me?"
"We aren't ganging up on you, Roberto." I squint at him, and he rolls his eyes. "Let's go up to the attic. There's gotta be something up there that can prove our point."
All of us get up to our feet, heading up one set of stairs and walking down the hallway so we can get to the stairs that lead up to the attic. Berto keeps on telling us how this is stupid, and how we are stupid, and Sam keeps on laughing at him. I can't help but laugh at his comments, as well. It's pathetic. We're going to get the truth out of him whether he likes it or not, and he should have just accepted that by now.
"Shh, come on!" Illy glances back at us as we pass Rahne's room, where Dani's talking with her just at her doorway.
"Where are you guys going?" Dani asks, and all four of us stop walking and slowly turn to face her.
