"Guys if this is some kind of prank-"
"No... No no I swear."
Says Beau startled.
"I can try to pick it again maybe..."
We all nod, panicked.
I hold up my phone's flashlight towards the lock and stare at her every move.
Finally, we hear a click.
I sigh in relief. We are getting out of here immediately.
Why is she not opening the door?
"Come on let's go."
"We can't..."
She says, trembling in fear.
"What do you mean?"
This is not funny oh my god.
"It's locked again..."
Her eyes start to water.
What could she mean.
"But you just unlocked-"
"Someone behind that door just locked it again."
The panic takes over. I drop my phone in shock. I can hear it bounce off the stairs until it shatters on the hard ground. It's far gone now.
I turn to look at Beau, I have never seen him so serious. He always jokes around and acts foolish. This is uncommon.
Instinctively, Poésie takes a step back from the door.
Then suddenly, it all came together.
Blanche and Hunter weren't having sex, they were pranking us.
I swear they're so stupid!
"Oh my god guys! It's Blanche and Hunter. We are so dumb."
Beau's eyes shot open.
"No fucking way we didn't figure it out earlier."
Poésie stays silent. She looks still in shock.
I start banging on the door.
"Let us out! This was not funny we're going home I told you, we have nothing to do here in the first place!"
Silence.
"Poésie? Are you okay?"
I turn back around.
Beau gently shakes her shoulder to try to get a reaction out of her.
Before we knew it, the girl crumbles to her knees. Thankfully, Beau caught her in time and avoided a staircase accident.
She got so shaken up by this idiotic prank that she fainted?!
"Damn it open the door! Poésie's not doing well!"
Suddenly, we hear this loud crashing sound from down the basement.
I freeze a second time.
"What was that."
We can hear distant voices groan and... argue?
"You're stepping on my hand fuck off!"
Blanche?
"Ah! I think I broke something!"
Hunter?
We rush down the stairs with our only light being Beau's phone.
The ground is made out of dry soil, on it I find my phone, shattered in pieces. Fuck.
We finally spot our friends, struggling to get up on a huge pile of cloths.
"What happened, how did you get here?"
We help them out of their uncomfortable position.
"There's a hole! Look!"
Hunter points at the ceiling above us.
We can barely see anything.
"Maybe if you weren't so fucking stupid, we wouldn't have fell!"
Spits out Blanche.
She than proceeded to explain how he was being extremely pushy in a flirtatious manner and kept trying to find the 'perfect' room to get some business done, but than fell and grabbed onto her so they both ended up here.
Whatever.
"Dove, I swear she's lying, I wasn't trying anything with her."
Who is he trying to impress? Everyone knows that he sleeps around, and especially with Blanche. In plus I really couldn't care less.
Annoyed, Blanche moves over to Beau. Hunter takes it as an opportunity to pull me aside.
"Listen baby, I don't want her. It's still pretty early you know? We could go find a bougie ass bottle, drink a little, and find a fun room. Just you and I."
What the fuck?
"Hunter, no. We are not getting together in any way you could think of. Poésie is in a really bad state, we need to leave. Also, we are not stealing from mister Peterson what the hell? And don't call me baby."
I go back to where the rest of the group is.
"What even happened to that prick?"
Demands Hunter, clearly pissed.
I glare at him.
"She passed out because of the dumb prank you pulled."
Answers Beau.
I can see Blanche and Hunter looking at each other in confusion.
"What prank?"
They question.
"You know! When you locked us up in here!"
"We're locked up?!"
Huh?
"Yeah thanks to you..."
This is starting to get suspicious.
"We were upstairs the whole time, we didn't do anything..."
That's true. They were looking for a room upstairs, and they disappeared quite a while ago.
"Wait... If you didn't close the door, than who did?"
