I was in the lobby chillin, maybe because crowds made me nervous and I needed some fresh air so I couldn't tell you what happened because I wasn't there, all I know is that Will was dragging Nayquinn out of the dining hall and Nayquinn was doing everything in his power to get back in there. A group of people walked out with Wes leading the charge, a few members of the staff from all five houses and O'Shea bringing up the rear, a part of me wanted to see what the fuck was going on but the other half had been eyeing this Better Than Sex cake since they brought it out.... ayy don't mind me I was high as fuck. I walked into the lobby and over to the dessert table where Devin's sons Odion and Darion were trying to steal the big bowl of pudding and they were on the verge of knocking it over before I grabbed it and made them each a bowl. I was a smart ass dude, while everyone was outside doing God knows what I was making me a couple of plates because I knew when I got back to the hotel I was going to crash, and when I woke up I was going to be hungry. I sat at a table by myself devouring the cake while also trying to ignore the girls from House One who kept getting closer and closer to my table. One of my biggest triggers was being messed with while I ate and I just knew they were about to start talking and sure enough.......................
"I got a girl. I'm not the least bit interested in talking to any of y'all. I'm not even going to pretend to be interested in y'all so because I don't want to fuck none of the three of y'all." I said cracking their faces.
"FUCK YA UGLY ASS, COME ON LET'S GO WATCH THE FIGHT!!!!" One of the girls said and I found it hilarious that now I was ugly when they were literally just saying how sexy I was... but I wasn't going to trip on any of them. As I ate I got a text from my mentor Liam telling me to take some pictures of my trip, I wish he would've told me this earlier in the week but whatever.
"Ayy we're about to leave..." Ka'Jai said walking over to me and I guess I missed the fight. Though me and Nayquinn weren't friends, I've fought him enough times to know that he could handle his own. "Damn nigga how many plates do you have?" Ka'Jai asked looking at my stack of plates.
"Enough... so what happened?" I asked and as we walked out Ka'Jai gave me the play by play and as we entered the lobby I saw O'Shea and Wes being ushered into the bathroom to get cleaned up, there was blood all down their shirts and for some reason that gave me a little bit of satisfaction.
"My fuckin knuckle hurt..." Nayquinn said when we got outside and his face seemed pretty normal so I'm guessing he either didn't take any hits or they were weak ass punches that didn't really do any damage.... see if it had been me..... We loaded up in the trucks and drove back to the hotel, all that food I ate was starting to make me groggy as fuck and I just wanted to go back to my room, take a shower and fall asleep.
"Before y'all head to bed, I want all of y'all to come to my room so we can have a talk..." Will said he seemed pretty pissed about something and I figured it had something to do with the fight. They all got on the elevator and I was left in the lobby with Marcelino and Calvin who were laughing about what happened.
"What do y'all think he wants to talk about?" I asked lowkey salty that I missed the fight.
"He's probably going to cuss us out for embarrassing Devin, but I don't think it'll be too bad because Will was egging Nayquinn on the entire time he was fighting." Marcelino said. "Ayy you mind if me and Calvin talk real quick?" Marcelino asked and I was about to ask them what they were up to but the elevator opened and we all stepped inside, though they were whispering quietly about something.
When we got off the elevator, I went to my hotel room to put my food up, damn my bed was looking comfortable as fuck and I just wanted to lay down but I knew if I didn't go to Will's room he'd be in here bitchin so I walked out into the hall and saw Will and Nayquinn laughing about something... maybe he's not going to cuss us out like Marcelino thought, I know Anjo would've yelled at us all the way back to Seattle.
