Everyone looked at Carl, wondering what was going on in his head at the moment. One look at him and they knew they were either getting in trouble or having fun, but whichever way, they were too bored in here to pass up the chance.
"what is it this time?" Darius asked as he face-palmed. While he had missed Carl's bubbly nature, he didn't recommend this to anyone. They would definitely get in trouble, maybe they wouldn't, but what assurity was there?
"think about it. We are still locked in here three days after the scheduled time. And the both of them are still sleeping, oblivious to the world and their surroundings. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Carl asked enthusiastically.
What the hell was he even thinking about? Since when did they have similar thoughts?
