"Time to get the 'little boiling pot' up." he sighed to himself, stalking around his room for a moment until he had found his black slacks and slipped them on. Deciding to keep the blue button up shirt untucked. Slicking his hair back once just for the hell of being a neat freak he turned the knob of the door and headed out into the hallway.
Her door was unlocked. She thought he wouldn't get in. But luckily the window to his room was open so he snuck in when had finally fallen in that mud muddle and down the landslide and found his key. His ass still ached from that. Damn bitch.
"Rain?" Matt poked his head in the doorway. She sure was something else. He heard snoring coming from the other room. Matt's eyes widened for a moment before he wrinkled his nose. "Oh lord..." he muttered to himself, shuffling into her bedroom.
Somehow he had gotten gypped on the whole room deal. Hers was as twice as big...wait a minute...that WAS his room, did she swipe his key? No, he was delirious.
"Rain..." Matt headed over to her, shaking her for a moment. The poor woman on her side and in an instant he could tell she was wide awake. Oh shit..
"Rain... don't get any ideas... Alice just-"
(Open to Rain and anyone else who dares to fuck with us. XD.)