"I'm going out again. See you." Luke waved, walking over to the door. Ace looked over from the couch, giving a small wave. "See you later..." She said, her voice soft. It always was. Faint and soft. Sometimes she wondered how Luke could even understand her.
The door firmly closed, Ace's attention now fixated towards the TV screen.
"I wonder why he always leaves like that... so suddenly..." she said aloud, her mind now flooding with thoughts.
'It's not like he has a job or anything... he never comes home with money... maybe he spends it all before he gets home? Maybe on those shitty porn mags... but where would he work to get such little payment, and not come home with anything... it's not like I ever see him working whenever I go to the store... hmm...'
'Maybe he has a girlfriend?'
The last thought left her flustered.
'Psh, no way...' she blushed, now looking down at her sweaty hands. 'Um... he doesn't have a girlfriend... cause...' she sweatdropped. She had nothing to rebuttle that argument with.
'No, that can't be right... surely he couldn't have a girlfriend! He can't hide things that well!' She mentally reassured herself.
'What if he IS hiding something...?'
Ace turned sly eyes towards his room. Surely a peek or two wouldn't hurt, right?
She got up, slowly walking over to the door and placing her hand on the cold metal of the knob. An overlooming feeling of dread hit her.
'Why am I doing this....?' she sighed before opening the door and turning on the light.
She instantly cringed. Clothes and rubbish of all the sorts littered the floor and the room smelt like Body-Odour. The only thing surprisingly kept in tact was the large shelf of lewd magazines lining the wall.
Ace checked everywhere she could think of, sighing in defeat. She sat on the floor of his room. It was a super quick search but it's not like she found anything. Her head turned towards the magazine shelf. The one place she wouldnt instantly think of. She scooted over to it, looking around before picking one out of the slots. She flicked through it, checking if there was anything hinting to her idea.
The magazine landed on a random page. Two busty women sitting besides eachother. Ace blushed.
'Is that what i'm supposed to look like?' she questioned, looking down at her body. She was pale and skinny. Much too thin for someone of her age. She frowned, skipping through the rest of the magazine. It wasn't until the door opened behind her, did Ace freeze in sheer horror.
She could feel his stare at the back of her beck. They engaged in uncomfortable silence, before Luke finally spoke up.
"Um..." he cleared his thoat. "What are you... uh... doing?" he asked. Ace trembled, shutting the book and placing it back in the slot.
She stood up on shaky legs.
"I was uhm... just... leaving..." her voice cracked. "What are you doing... back here to quickly?"
"I forgot my keys." he pouted. "I got all the way down the stairs and into the car park before realising I didn't have them. So I had to make the huge fucking climb back up here." he groaned in annoyance. "But back to the question at hand... why were you in here? Like to start with?"
Ace's eyes dilated behind her glasses and she fixed her collar.
"Nothing... uhm..." she darted for the door, but Luke grabbed her arm.
"Oh, no you don't i'm really curious about this, why'd you go into my room, Ace?"
i dont know how to finish this so 😏💦idk
