Cinder •Randall Carpio•

Chapter Five

SLAM!!

The knights of Saint Christopher barge into the dorm room of Jack Morton, thanks to Randall breaking it in.

The said boy let out a sigh, "he wasn't supposed to change the locks, now I have to write him up." He said.

"I think you can save the Ink."

Randall looked around the dorm in shock, "ooookay..." he stood his ground. "This room is ten times cooler than it used to be." He explained, messing with a record player in the corner.

"That doesn't prove he's doing magic," Daisy pointed out, looking at the posters on the wall.

"This does." She turned around to see Hamish holding a piece of paper with some kind of marking on it.

Lilith looked at Randall, pointing at it "hmm!" She hummed proving her point.

The brunette sighed, "I still don't think we should kill him." He confessed, "he's smart, he got a 96% on that!"

Daisy grabbed the paper from Hamish's hand, eyeing it carefully, "Maybe he has good reason? He doesn't seem like a bad kid!" she tried to reason.

"He's in the order, we cant trust him!" Lilith barked, staring in disbelief.

"Silverback picked him for a reason," He said, "we should try to figure out what that I-"

"Hey, Hey!" Hamish cut him off with a glare, "last time I checked, I'm in charge..."

Daisy stood back next to randall, automatically knowing where the blonde was going with this.

"And I say there's only one way we settle this."

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SPLASH!

"Ha!"

Beer pong.

"Drink up loser." Hamish ordered a disappointed Randall.

Daisy laughed, "and don't spill half of it this time."

The Carpio boy sighed, "what have we become?" He said solemnly, "we're the knights of Saint Christopher. We're supposed to be champions of all that is good and just. Defenders of the innocent, and look at us." He motioned toward the table, "we're letting a game of beer pong, decide if Jack Morton lives or dies?" He concluded his speech, leaving the other three to think.

Lilith leaned on the table, "fine." She let out a breath. "Best out of three?"

"Deal."

And on with the Game.

—-

After the Game of Beer Pong, to which Daisy did not endure, she retired up to her room in the den, but not before laying blankets on the drunken bodies of the three roommates. She gave them all quick kisses on the forehead, and smiled to herself.

She figured it'd be best to leave them there, knowing if she tried to wake them up like last time, she'd get tangled between carrying each of them to their rooms. And she didn't really feel like pulling a muscle tonight.

Her steps quietly retracted up the stairs, silently giggling to herself as she took one last look at the three on the ground. And then going into her room.

Now in her little room, she sat herself down at her bed and flopped backwards, letting the mattress sink in to her weight. Her eyes slowly fluttered shut, and her body relaxing as she began to fall to her own slumber.

Knock

Knock

Knock

"Daisy?"

The girl let out a sigh, as she lifted herself from her bed, a tired 'hold on' escaping her lips.

Opening the door, she was met with the trio she just left downstairs moments ago.

Unexpected but nice to see.

"Hey." The glassed girl greeted, a smile forming on her face.

"Hi."

"Um, what's up?"

Lilith walked in, "at least invite us in first!" She joked, plopping herself down on her friends bed,

"Oh excuse me," Daisy began stepping back to let the other two in. "I didn't know I'd have three drunks at my door in the late hours of the night."

They all let out a laugh as they got comfortable on her bed, their eyes all droopy.

"You guys have your own rooms, ya know?" Daisy chuckled, settling in between Lilith and Randall, letting her head rest on his shoulder.

"We know." Hamish replied, lying down on the end of her bed.

"You guys are drunk."

"Not as much as before." Randall spoke up, his voice muffled from being tired.

Daisy looked at the bottom of her bed, knowing that with the added Lilith up at the top, Hamish was bound to get kicked off the edge. She let out a laugh before poking his shoulder, making him turn to look at her, his eyes squinted slightly.

She waved her hand for him to move up, scooting over so she laid her back slightly on Randalls chest, knowing he wouldn't mind.  Hamish moved so he could squish himself between her and Lilith, letting his legs fall on top of hers, giving her a grateful look.

She gave a small smile back, letting her head fall back onto Randall, who wrapped an arm around her stomach and rested his own head against hers.

And that's how the beer pong night went.

Three drunk knights and their designated sober friend.