The lazy genius has 5 mates

Chapter 34

It was a calm day. 

It was 1am. 

Roxanne was laying on the couch with her feet on the headrest and her head on the edge of the seating. Her platinum blonde hair draped over the faux fur carpet. 

"Why are in a sweater?" the scrunched up face of Loman appeared in front of her. Had she been zoning out? yes. most definitely.

"thats the thing you choose to ask as opposed why in the name of everything existing is she laying like that?" the incredulousness in Cain's expression could be heard in his voice. 

Loman just shrugged and lifted Roxanne by her shoulder to fix her into a normal position. Roxanne just huffed as the other two additions took their place on each side of hers. 

"You guys always manage to sniff out where I am. How?" Roxanne mumbled lowly playing with the stray strands on her sweater. 

"Triplet telepathy" Loman whistled with a smug grin while Cain just rolled his eyes good-naturedly. 

"You know... since I created the code I don't have anything to do" Roxanne continued ignoring Loman's smart reply

"Don't curse good things please will you? Let the peace remain" Cain just breathed out reclining his head back onto the headrest of the sofa. 

Loman just snuffed a chuckle as he grabbed a pack of M&Ms from seemingly out of nowhere. He offered the chocolates silently to others,  Cain just shook his head while Roxanne grabbed a fistful. Loman looked at her in mock disdain before dragging the packet away. He mournfully looked at the already half empty packet but resigned; leaning back to grab the remote and switch the big display screen on. 

"Movie?" He asked 

"Put whatever" Roxanne nodded while Cain just hummed a yes. 

Within the first 30 minutes of the movie both Roxanne and Cain were asleep. 

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"get up losers, we're going partying" Loman's voice dragged the other two out of their sleep hazed mess. They looked at each other, then at Loman collectively with a flat expression. 

"Oh come on, it has been ages" he whined like a child. When the other two did not move and went on about some blueprint of some new place, Loman decided to throw a full blasted tantrum until the other two gave in. 

"You are incorrigible" Cain groaned as Loman tore open the upper buttons of his new black shirt. 

"Those buttons will sell for more than some people's annual income you know" Roxanne droned out while picking at the skin around her nails. She stopped when she felt the disapproving look Cain sent her, resorting to fiddling with her bracelet instead. 

Loman completely ignored his siblings' remarks as he moved to Roxanne, his hands froze in air as a calculating look returned to his face. 

"You're perfect" he grinned eliciting an offended scoff from Cain. 

Loman just rolled into the driving seat of their Porsche Panamera as Roxanne took her passenger seat with Cain in the back. 

"Im driving us back I assume?" Cain mused with Loman just grinning in confirmation of his plan to get shit drunk tonight. 

"Don't scare Zerithia with your drunkeness Lo, if you've forgotten there are going to be a lot of people" Roxanne reminded her brother 

The triplets are used to partying and clubbing within themselves but have rarely ever gone out with other people. They had naturally asked their mates to join them this time around as a way to spend time and discover a new version of them. It is important to loosen up considering the hectic lives they all live daily. 

By the time Roxanne had entered their private room Hestia could already be seen grinding against Rolkan, completely drunk obviously. The moment Hestia's eyes landed on Roxanne she lit up like the sky on the 4th of July. 

"Roxanne" she said dragging out the 'a' in her drunken stupor. She stumbled as she moved forward to take the smaller girl in her arms with Rolkan quickly stabilising her. He was seemingly less drunk than Hestia. Roxanne smiled as he eyes moved to the others. Holwen was in a deep conversation with Abel with Holwen having a whiskey in his hands and Abel twirling a glass of red wine. Zolekh had seemingly opted for a simple Mojito which he was sipping while being occupied on his phone occasionally paying a little attention to Rolkan and Hestia dancing. Zerithia was seemingly having an enthusiastic conversation with Reneste who could only smile and nod. 

Roxanne sighed, glancing over her shoulder as Cain entered the room, his sharp gaze scanning the scene. Loman, on the other hand, had already darted off to the bar to collect drinks, his charismatic energy lighting up the entire space. The private room had an air of exclusivity, the music thumping faintly from the main club as laughter and chatter filled the space.

"Cain," Roxanne said under her breath, her voice laced with amusement, "if Loman decides to start a dance battle tonight, I'm holding you responsible for stopping him."

Cain smirked, his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall. "I'm not his babysitter. Besides, if we're lucky, he'll be too drunk to make it to the dance floor."

Before Roxanne could respond, Hestia stumbled again, this time pulling Roxanne into a surprisingly tight hug. "You're too pretty to be so serious all the time," Hestia slurred, her tone affectionate yet slightly accusatory. Roxanne patted her back awkwardly, her eyes darting toward Rolkan for help. He gave her a sheepish shrug, clearly used to Hestia's antics.

"Drink something, Roxanne!" Hestia insisted, practically shoving a cocktail into her hand. "We're here to live tonight!"

"Fine," Roxanne relented, taking a small sip. She gave Hestia a pointed look. "But if I end up dancing on tables, you're responsible for dragging me down."

Meanwhile, Loman returned, a tray of drinks balanced precariously in his hands. "Ladies, gentlemen, and... Cain," he announced with a dramatic bow, earning a glare from his brother. "Tonight is about fun. And if I don't see every one of you on that dance floor, I'm disowning you all."

"Disowning us from what, Loman?" Cain asked dryly, taking a glass of whiskey from the tray. "Your nonexistent empire of bad decisions?"

"Precisely!" Loman replied without missing a beat, raising his glass. "To bad decisions, good company, and forgetting about tomorrow for just one night."

Everyone exchanged glances before begrudgingly raising their glasses. Even Cain, the ever-reluctant participant, joined in, though his smirk betrayed his amusement.

As the night progressed, the private room buzzed with energy. Holwen's deep conversation with Abel evolved into an animated debate, their voices rising and falling like a symphony of intellect and wit. Zerithia managed to pull Reneste onto the dance floor, much to everyone's surprise, their laughter ringing above the music.

Roxanne found herself loosening up, Hestia's infectious energy impossible to resist. Even Cain, despite his initial reluctance, was spotted tapping his foot to the beat, though he maintained his aloof stance by the wall.

Loman, as expected, became the life of the party, dragging everyone onto the dance floor at some point. When he tried to coax Zolekh away from his phone, the latter waved him off with a chuckle. "I'll join when you manage to outdance Rolkan," Zolekh quipped, knowing full well Loman would take it as a challenge.

The triplets' mates fit into the chaos surprisingly well, each adding their unique flavor to the night. For once, their usually hectic and compartmentalized lives felt distant, replaced by laughter, music, and the shared joy of the moment.

By the end of the night, as the group piled back into the car, Loman half-asleep and Roxanne quietly humming the tune of the last song, Cain glanced at his siblings in the rearview mirror.

"You're still driving us next time," he muttered, his voice low but warm.

Roxanne chuckled softly. "Next time, Cain. Next time."