DANA
I guess it was around 2 am that I heard a pounding on the room door. When my eyes snapped open, I noticed that the light was still on and that the upper bunk was unoccupied. There was a small black square clock on the side table and it was in there that I confirmed the time. It was 2:16 in the morning, the morning breeze welcomed by the open windows. On the rack were two towels, one blue and one pink. I took the pink one and wrapped myself with it. I walked to the door and opened it, only to reveal a red-faced Ivor being held by Jackson and Peter. They all reeked of alcohol. What the…
"I'm sorry to disturb you at this hour, miss. It's just that he doesn't want to be placed in his room. he kept looking for you." – Peter smiled and raised his two eye brows.
"is he drunk?" – I asked, even when it's already obvious what the answer should be
Jackson nodded.
Okay… but what do I do with him? he can't even stand by himself.
