Nightshift 43: M31-M40 Hallway
Touya sat on his bed with his hands folded, listening to the announcement, hearing the doors unlock. He hadn't been paying much attention, though--his mind was elsewhere.
For one, Jaime was gone. The bed across from him was unoccupied, and there wasn't any sign of his stuff anywhere. He'd been a nice kid, though Touya couldn't help but feel like he had been hiding something. Considering the events of last night, Touya didn't want to think about what might have happened to him. Tomorrow, he should post something.
His lack of roommate, though, had caused him to be left alone to his thoughts. They ran circles in his head, wearing a beaten track in his mind. He couldn't stop thinking about what Nakuru had said.
What if he had taken those pictures? What if he was stalking Yuki? What if he was an obsessed, crazed teenager, bent on getting his way just because his hormones said so?
He had to talk to Yuki about this--and in private. Sakura shouldn't be there if her brother really was a stalker. He quickly gathered his necessary items for the night and struck out for Yukito's room.
For one, Jaime was gone. The bed across from him was unoccupied, and there wasn't any sign of his stuff anywhere. He'd been a nice kid, though Touya couldn't help but feel like he had been hiding something. Considering the events of last night, Touya didn't want to think about what might have happened to him. Tomorrow, he should post something.
His lack of roommate, though, had caused him to be left alone to his thoughts. They ran circles in his head, wearing a beaten track in his mind. He couldn't stop thinking about what Nakuru had said.
What if he had taken those pictures? What if he was stalking Yuki? What if he was an obsessed, crazed teenager, bent on getting his way just because his hormones said so?
He had to talk to Yuki about this--and in private. Sakura shouldn't be there if her brother really was a stalker. He quickly gathered his necessary items for the night and struck out for Yukito's room.