The Five Demigods

Nineteen

The morning after everyone returned, they all had to fight over who would go next in the bathroom.

Kirstie decided to be nice and let everyone go before her, since she knew she would take a while.

Scotts head was pounding when he woke up. He didn't remember much of what happened last night. There was a reason he didn't drink. It wasn't until he stood up and tried to walk, that he felt a little sore. Then it clicked and he looked at Mitch, who was still sleeping.

Could it- No. No. Scott denied it. There's no way.

Avi looked over and saw scott looking paler than normal. "You good? You look like you've seen a ghost." He chuckled.

Scott rolled his eyes. "Are you making fun of my pale complexion, again?" He crossed his arms.

Avi shrugged. "You just look paler than normal."

"I'm fine." Scott said, rubbing his face.

Mitch woke up not to long after that, thanks to Avi. He sat up and stretched, his head hurting as well as his body was a little sore. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, grabbed his clothes for the day, and ran to the bathroom when no one was looking and locked the door.

"Okay, too much quick movements for just waking up, Mitch." He said aloud to himself as he leaned against the door

He put his clothes on the counter and grabbed the toothbrush he'd stashed away the night before.

He started thinking as he brushed his teeth. As he started to recall the events of last night, he accidentally pushed his toothbrush to far back and choked on it.

This resulted in a fit of coughing and someone knocking on the door.

"You okay?" Kevin asked.

"I'm fine." Mitch said when he got a breath, then continued to cough.

When he finally managed to calm down, he spit in the sink and began rinsing his mouth.

And then it hit him.

"Oh, fuck." He said to his reflection. Then he glared at himself. "Are you stupid?!"

He half expected his reflection to respond, which it thankfully didn't.

"God, I'm a fucking. IDIOT!" He shouted, louder than he probably should've.

Everyone looked at the bathroom door after Mitch shouted.

Kirstie turned to Scott. "Is he okay?"

"How should I know?" He responded, gesturing to himself.

She shrugged. "I dunno." She got closer to him. "What happened last night?" She whispered quietly.

"Nothing." Scott glared.

"Didn't sound like nothing."

Scott looked down at her. "If you say anything, I will not be speaking to you again." He didn't want to have this conversation.

She held her hands up. "Okay, fine. Jeez, y'all so secretive." She chuckled.

Scott shook his head and rubbed his face. "Fuck." He whispered to himself and went to sit on the bed and wait for the bathroom to be free. He had to hide the wince as he sat.

Avi was getting impatient. He pounded on the door. "Will you hurry up? You're taking forever."

"Fuck off!" He heard.

With a groan, he threw himself back on the bed that Scott and Mitch shared last night. He thought nothing of the sheet that was missing.

"We really need to start getting two rooms. This one bathroom bullshit just isn't working." He complained.