They searched the halls until they located the source of the loud noise. It was Jack, who had rolled out of his bed and onto the floor. When he rolled out of his bed, the bedside table went down with him.
There Jack was, on the floor, with the bedside table on top of him and tons of objects scattered around.
Kai groaned and walked up to Jack. He crouched beside him and poked his back.
"Jack," he began. "How did you roll out of bed, and why did you have your bed all the way in the air?"
"Fuck off," Jack grumbled. "I do what I want."
"Jack, please."
"I wanted my television remote."
"Why didn't you use the call light?" Kai asked.
"I didn't want to see your demonic ass."
"W-What?" Kai frowned.
"You're the devil," Jack explained. "You have the devil inside you."
"Why do you think that?"
"The devil," Jack continued. "Leave me alone."
