two doors down (e.d.)

chapter four

ethan~
i walk back to my dorm slowly. my next class isn't for a few hours.

opening the door, i see my roommate, still playing video games.

"did you even go to class?" i ask him

"class in 30," he mumbles, not looking away from the screen.

he talks like a caveman.

i decide to text wyatt to see if he can hang.

me: bro can u hang out for a bit?

wyatt: i'm hanging out with my sister. sorry man.

i frown, but my phone dings again.

wyatt: she says you can come

should i? or should i give them sibling time?

me: 602 right?

wyatt: 602

i shrug and walk out into the hallway, turning a little bit until i'm standing in front of her door.

i knock. twice.

"it's open," wyatt calls and so i step in.

"hey," i say

"ethan my man," wyatt grins and holds his hand out.

i do our handshake and look around.

"nice," i say, pointing at the fairy lights on the ceiling.

"thanks." her voice says, hidden.

i glance around trying to find her, but i can't.

"riley?" i ask, confused

"over here," she laughs

she's laying on her futon, completely covered by blankets.

"hey," i say

"hi."

"so actually," wyatt says, "riley told me i could leave if i wanted. wanna grab something to eat?"

"i'll let you guys have your time," i offer

"no it's fine," riley pipes up, "i'll just hang out with elanor."

"where is she?"

"she had a class right after accounting. she'll be back in a few hours."

"do you want to come with us?" i offer.

the room gets quiet and riley looks at her brother. he shrugs.

"sure?" she says it more as a question.

"okay," i say, "we should get some flex meals. the store is in the basement."

"are we actually going to waste some of our flex meals on the first day?" wyatt asks, eyebrows raised.

"we're in college and broke."

riley laughs at that.

"i'm down." she says

"then it's settled." i announce.

riley~

i was very confused when ethan invited me.

i have a feeling wyatt told him to be nice to me.

we're walking down to the cafeteria in the basement and ethan and wyatt are talking about his roommate or something.

"so," ethan turns to me, "how'd you think of dave."