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When Maes woke up it was to the sound of hushed whispers. It was still dark, so it must have been at that point between very late at night and very early in the morning. He cracked open one eye to squint out at the room. the window was open, the curtain pushed slightly to one side. now that he thought about it, there shouldn’t have been one other person in the room, let alone two. he leaned over the side of the bunk and glared sleepily at the trio huddled on the bottom bunk
“Luca? Heathcliff? Why th’fuck’re you here?”
There was a stifled giggle.
“Sorry Maes,” Luca whispered. “I needed to talk to Roy about something.”
“I saw them from my window and wanted to know what they were doing.”
“Well, this is my bed…”
“No-one asked you, Roy,” hissed Maes.
Luca giggled again.
“You’re all awful,” he muttered. “All of you, I swear.”
“How does it feel, Maes,” Heathcliff said dryly. “How does it feel?”
This time both Luca and Roy laughed. Maes groaned.
“Awful,” Maes repeated, rolling onto his back. He didn’t bother defending himself.