Sorry for updating late! There was just some stuff that I needed to do and you know. The part 2 of suspicious will be the next chapter(still having a writer's block.).
Shouts.
Nothing but shouts.
Shouts from him, shouts from her, it was loud and chaotic. But mostly loud.
"I'm a guy! I have needs!"
"I'm a girl! I have bigger needs!"
"Who cares if your a girl! You could be a goat for all I care!"
"What's a goat have to do with this?!"
"Who cares! I'm sleeping on the bed!"
Kirstie frowned deep in anger. They had this fight ever since Esther mentioned it to them, which was almost after the show that was almost half an hour ago. How their voice remains the same after high pitched shoutings? No one will ever know. The others knew better than to interrupt, no one would want to be caught up in a lover's quarrel, especially one that tries to always, always, tear each other's head off.
"Esther!" Kirstie shouted loudly, much to everyone's annoyance, and by everyone I mean everyone on the same floor. Yes, everyone heard of how, 2/5 of the internationally famous a Capella band Pentatonix, shout to the bottom of their raged hearts as is there's no tomorrow. Some of the people that was temporarily staying peeked out and glared at the group. All of them, except the two that hasn't done anything but talk irritably loudly, just gave them sheepish smiles and a flood of hushed apologies.
"What is it Kirstie?" Esther didn't stopped to looked at her,she continued to walk towards her door to just end this torture quickly.
"Why the hell am I roomed with him." She spoke of the last part viscously, as if it was a mere curse word as it is. Meanwhile, Esther sighed exhaustedly and pinched the bridge of her nose to stop her from saying something that she will most likely regret later on.
"For Pete's sake! You two have been dating for four years! Four frickin' years!" Esther exclaimed tiredly and fished the several keys out of her purse. It crinkled loudly, but not loudly enough to overpower the only people in their group that still had the power to shout. She threw the keys to their respective, temporary owners and, after opening hers and dragging Genevieve, slammed the door in front of Kirstie's and Avi's complaining faces.
~*~
Scott swore that he almost fell asleep standing, losing all his sense along with his consciousness, when Mitch spoke in a soft voice just beside him. "Five buck says Avi'll sleep on the bed and Kirstie's on the floor." Scott opened his halfway closed eyelids and peeped at the bickering couple. He smiled in amusement as Kirstie turned to Esther and say something about not rooming together. Seeing how Avi looks absolutely under Kirstie, he bet on her being the one that was going to win over the bed, except probably the fact that he'll earn some money over some petty bet. Just as they were to shook their hands in agreement, Kevin stuck his head in between them.
"10 says both of them are." Both of them simultaneously turned their heads at Kevin and resisted the urge to laugh out loud.
"Oh Kev, you have got to put less faith on those two." Scott snorted in agreement. "Yeah, Kev. I mean, have you seen the two of them do something even remotely intimate?" Kevin opened his mouth to protest but Scott cut him off before he could even reply. "Yeah, I don't think so." Kevin still smiled, displaying his white set of pristine teeth. "Still bet on them." Scott was going to reply to his words when Mitch cut him off, a very similar action to what he did earlier to Kevin.
