Whatever this stuff was it was giving Randy the giggles.
"It hasn't even hit you yet, and when it does, you'll know it. So just shut it, until it's time." Anita told him so quietly as they managed up to the last steps toward where Sebastian lived.
"I think its time." Randy whispered back.
"You stupid prick, hush!" She dragged him on. He almost fell on top of her.
"I haven't said a word." He pressed his finger against his mouth.
She scowled at him a bit and then went on to pop the lock.
"How did you do that?" He couldn't see it clearly enough, but he stumbled in behind her.
"BE QUIET!" She whispered as loud as she could.
"What for?" He grinned.
"People are asleep." She told him.
"Where are the people?" He staggered slightly.
"Come on." She grabbed his hand. She knew where they were going. Sebastian's room. Before he knew it. They were there. It was lined with walls of books. It was like sleeping in the library.
"It's a right nice room, now isn't it?" His words slurred.
"Yes, its quite nice." She pushed him down on the bed then and went to work on unbuttoning his pants.
"What are you doing?" He lifted up on his elbows.
"Shh.." She told him to be quiet.
Randy winced. The room began to spin around him. He felt as if he was sucked into a vacuum of a smile. It felt as if everything had let go, hadn't it? He wasn't even sure why Anita was even here.
Day 18 -nanowrimo
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