𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍, ᵈᵃⁿⁿʸ ᵃᵃʳᵒⁿˢ

19

' i am so sorry for this decision. im gonna have to say watson. ' the verdict was out. watson was stepping down, and in his place, joyce was stepping up.

it was a moment of bitter-sweet transition, a changing of the guard. the house would never be the same again. the news hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the transience of our time here.

' watson , you have 10 minutes to pack your things and say your goodbyes '

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' just smash it guys , honestly you guys are here for a reason. alright , entertain the world as you guys do. i love you , we're going to catch up on the outside , so it's all good okay '

watson, our friend, our housemate, stood poised at the brink of departure. the door, a symbol of his impending exit, loomed large in the backdrop.

his farewell was not a single word, but a series of heartfelt expressions, each carrying the weight of our shared experiences. we, his makeshift family, took turns embracing him, our hugs a silent vow of enduring camaraderie and a testament to the bond we had forged.

watson and i, we'd had our moments - a whirlwind of laughter, arguments, and shared silence. our relationship, though occasionally tempestuous, was threaded with mutual respect and understanding.

but the bond he shared with danny was something else. they were more than friends; they were brothers in arms.

seeing danny's face crumple with raw emotion was a punch to the gut. the sight of his distress was a poignant reminder of the deep connection they shared, and it was painful to witness.

driven by a need to comfort him, i found myself gravitating towards danny. i nestled into him, my head finding solace on his shoulder, offering silent support amidst the emotional chaos.

our voices, though choked with emotion, echoed through the room, each goodbye a bittersweet note hanging in the air. the room was thick with farewell and unshed tears, each of us grappling with the reality of watson's departure.

yet, amidst the sorrow, a glimmer of anticipation sparked within me. i found myself eagerly awaiting the day we would all meet again outside this house.

the day when we could reminisce about our time together, laugh at our shared memories, and catch up on the chapters of our lives written after parting ways.

the thought of that reunion, though tinged with sadness, brought a sense of comfort, a beacon of hope in the farewell gloom.

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' oh guys , but can i say  i did hear some of the storeroom conversations today and what people were saying about me and honestly i was just like , i was just so warm. like i really love you guys. the only person that said anything bad was watson ' joyce spoke up, attempting to rationalize her decision to switch out watson.

' huh ? ' in unison, all the guys voiced their surprise, questioning if watson really made that statement.

' like a bit shady , he said he felt bad but then he was like , oh the boys told me that she lost. she got all her answers wrong so i don't really give a fuck anyways ' joyce shared, detailing what watson had said about her in the storage area.

' did you listen to mine? ' danny leaned in to get a better look at joyce , said with a curious expression.

' i didn't hear yours ' joyce turned towards danny, leaned in, and promptly responded to his question.

' that's why ' danny moved back towards me, causing me to erupt into a fit of giggles.

' do you feel like i should have stayed out ' joyce expressed surprise at what danny had relayed about her from the storeroom encounter she hadn't been present for.

' no no , im genuinely happy your here but not for the expense of watson ' danny uttered his statement with an unwavering expression, leaving no doubt that he was fabricating the truth.

' you don't look at danny ' joyce responded, chuckling at danny's attempt to keep a serious face.

' i mean , who else could i have picked like i think you would have felt the same way about every single person. if i voted anyone in the house you would have felt the same way ' she voiced her reasons for casting watson out with a defensive tone.

' no i hear it , im not mad at you, wallahi im not mad at you , you played the game ' danny assured her that he held no anger towards her, speaking with a sincere tone.

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as the first tendrils of dawn began to creep into the sky, i found myself reluctantly leaving the warm cocoon of my bed.

sleep still clung to me, but the day was waiting and i had things to do. first on the agenda, as always, was brushing my teeth.

the familiar ritual, the taste of minty freshness, it was a small but essential part of my morning routine.

the house was just beginning to stir, the distant sounds of life starting to echo through the hallways.

as i made my way downstairs, my path crossed with danny's. the sight of him brought a smile to my face, and we shared a hug.

it was a comforting, familiar gesture, one that made the day seem a little brighter. we fell into conversation, our words flowing as easily as if we'd been talking for years.

we chatted about everything and nothing, our conversation stretching for a good half an hour.

but time, as it tends to do, was slipping away i realized i was running out of it and made the decision to skip the usual morning greetings with the rest of the house.

with a quick wave to danny, I dashed back upstairs.

the shower was a brief affair, a rush of hot water that served to wake me up completely. refreshed, i moved on to the next part of my routine - getting dressed.

i had chosen my outfit the night before, and as i put it on, i felt a sense of satisfaction.

next was my hair and makeup. as i worked, shannon joined me. we fell into conversation, our words deep and meaningful.

shannon was more than a friend, she was my rock in this place. she was the one person i knew i could count on, the one person who understood me.

our conversation, like our friendship, was deep and meaningful. as i looked at her, i realized just how much i relied on her.

she was my confidante, my rock, my friend. i couldn't imagine navigating this journey without her.

and as i finished my makeup, i realized i didn't have to. she was there, and she would always be there. and that was enough.

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A / N

i'm sorry for slacking lately , school is taking over my life once again

sorry to say this but there might not be another chapter till after christmas but i might try squeeze one in.

i finish school next week so ill try get atleast one out.

thank you so much for your support and leave suggests here!!!

merry christmas if i don't post one b4 christmas❤️