INSTA-Daddy

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"So let me get this straight, in finding the probability of flipping the coin's head is.." Wes murmured, checking if his brain absorbed the math information well.

We ended up having the group study at Wes' house instead of Liz'. It was a mutual vote since Wes' room was bigger, especially his bed where all three of us can fit perfectly.

His room was like a miniature version of a comic Con hall. Movie posters were plastered all over the walls-- Avengers, Justice League, and a whole lot of Batman and Iron Man. At one corner of the room, there was a life-size standee if Scarlet Johanson as Black Widow. Liz was crept out by it that she made the standee face the wall instead of us.

Wes bedsheet was a large red with Ironman print, his pillows also Ironman designed, his blankets still Ironman designed.

But that wasn't what bothered me for the last one and a half hour. My mind was still wandering off about Nina, about Pace, and a little bit about Rose.

Tom and I have been living together for a couple of months now, and not once have I seen those two visit him... Only today.

Of course they looked older so it's pretty obvious they're no longer in highschool. Tom basically is older than us too, but he seemed younger compared to both of them.

Liz must have noticed my mind wandering off. She snapped her fingers in front of my eyes and I blinked two-three times upon coming back to reality.

"I sure hope you're thinking about History," she said.

"Uhh.. yeah," I lied although I know it wasn't necessary since she knows it was.

"Maybe the baby's doing that mind-communication," Wes suggested which made Liz chortled.

"Is that even a thing?" She mused, not really interested... More of amused.

"Yeah! You know... Baby's talk to their moms with their minds," Wes explained whole-heartedly.

Liz rolled over on her back till she was facing to the ceiling's direction, laughing her butt off. Once she got over her amusement, she rolled again, her back facing the ceiling this time.

"Seriously, something's up?" Liz asked.

I guess there's no point of hiding this one. I grabbed a red pillow and hugged it while I leaned my back against the bed's headboard.

"Tom had visitors at home today,"

Wes and Liz stared at me, listening carefully so I went on.

"I don't know who they were... Just their names. And..."

I told them exactly what happened, scene per scene, including the part where Rose said that Tom always go for the smart ones then mentioned the name 'Nina' and Pace adding rest in piece. I even emphasized Tom's facial expression based on how I observed it.

"Well whoever she was, I'm pretty sure she's old news," Wes commented.

"Maybe she's a dead girlfriend?" Said Liz.

"That's exactly what I thought!!" I exclaimed, throwing the pillow and accidentally hitting Wes on the side of his arm.

"Hey, do you think Tom killed her?" There goes Wes again with his weird thoughts. There was a bit of sparkle in his eyes when he said that too.

"Shut up Wes," Liz blunted. "You watch too many Netflix horror films," she added.

Wes shrugged, tilting his head a little. "--just a thought."

"Well whoever she was, you have to set that aside Gab. You can start worrying about that after the exams," said Liz.

She's right though. For now, I should just focus my attention in eating up all these information- fillers or non. Thinking about other stuff like that won't help me get good grades.