Passing Through

Chapter 5: Coffee with Side of Fantasies

August 26th, 2017
(Still in Madison...)

Waking up in the morning in the nice warm memory foam bed that could actually been the best sleep you've had in a real long time. You stretch and hear voices coming from the other room. When you head out, you see James and Maya sitting at the dining table. Maya notices you first and raises her hand animatedly. "Good morning sleeping buddy how was your slumber in the... Nice. Comfy. King size bed." As she says those last words smirking in James direction. You giggle knowing what Maya and James must have been talking about before you came in, you decided to play along.

"Well, sleeping buddy, I had a restful and relaxing night." You can't even hold it for very long before you start laughing. James rolls his eyes as you hear him calling you both 'rude bitches', which just makes you laugh harder.

"What's wrong, had a rough night?" It leads him to sigh dramatically.

"You both know sleeping with Sam is the fucking worst, she kicks, and burrito hogs the sheets, not only did you two get the nice bed, but neither of you had to also deal with Sam."

You grimace, "Oh yeah, she is pretty bad, I swear that girl could be a soccer player in her sleep."
Maya laughs and James nods in agreement. "Speaking of which, guessing Sam is officially at the salon?" They both nod.

"I felt her get up around 7:30 to go shower and get ready, then a couple hours later I hear her leave and slams the damn door and wakes me up again." You give him a accusatory look. "Don't look at me like that, I have every right to complain right now...and we have no damn coffee." He Says exasperated. You start to look around the kitchen in every cupboard but find nothing.

"Mellie said if we found something we needed to go knock on their door, I'm sure Clyde can help out, least give us something caffeine related." You hear silence from your friends and look over at them to see why they haven't made said anything and catch them looking at each other. "What?" Maya stifles a laugh before looking away.

"Nothing." You huff and lean your body against the small counter.

"Obviously not nothing, so spit it out."

Maya exhales and slowly looks up at you with an exhausted look on her face and responds softly, "Nothing."

You return your body upright and cross you arms, "You know, any one of y'all could have gone over there and did this way before I even got up." Silence from both of them, they can't even look at you. You sigh, "You want Coffee or not?" They look back at you and nod slowly. Just before you head towards the door, you make sure to give them the finger and slam the door to really trigger James.

As you head closer to the door, you get more of a sinking feeling in your stomach, why does your body react like this? As much as it was funny to think about all the weird horror movie tropes that could secretly make the Logan's killers, you honestly don't think there was a bad bone in either Mellie or Clyde. You wonder to yourself what they both think was the worst thing they've done. Finally getting to the red door you see the doorbell on the side but instead decided to knock. If for any reason he was still asleep, you definitely didn't want to wake him up with something as silly as a caffeine fix. You decide to glance into the side window near the door to see if any movement is coming from inside the house but see none. Just before you cut your losses and turn back towards the Rv, you hear a click and creak come from the door, you turn around to see Clyde in a Bob Seger t-shirt and camo shorts.

"Hey Y/n, sorry It took so long I was putting pants on to look...." You saw him looking up and down at you before quickly going back to your eyes with a shade of red across his face. "More decent." Now realizing how you looked, you have a light blue tank top with no bra underneath and matching short shorts. You start to slowly cross your arms to cover your chest. Clyde clears his throat, "Need something?"