InsaniKey 2

I sighed, leaning against my hotel room door and staring blankly at the ceiling when my room door opened. I stumbled back a bit, trying not to enter the room.

“Had a little too much to drink?” Andy asked.

“Why are you in my room?” I snapped.

“Hey Ceese, nice to see you too.” He smiled, tousling his hair back.

“I’ve had a fuck of a night.” I folded my arms and stomped into my room.

“Yeah, about that.” He said hesitantly as I collapsed on my bed. “It’s about to get worse.”

“I heard that.” Jake said, stepping out of the bathroom. “I brought beer.” He shrugged, passing me a cold one.

“There’s no rooms anywhere tonight.” Andy sat down on the other bed.

“Tell me about it. I ended up in a double.” I propped myself up against the headboard. Did this mean I could stay in my room tonight?

“You look bothered. I tried texting Jinxx but he stopped responding.” Jake turned the TV on.
“I ran into an old friend.” I started to explain.

Andy smirked. “Oh yeah? How’d that go?”

Jake grinned, waiting for a story I didn’t have.

“Not that kind of friend…she told me not to spend the night in my room.” I sighed.

“Because she wanted you to spend the night in hers?” Andy said as though stating the obvious.
“No, she left with Ashley.” I rolled my eyes.

“Cockblocked!” Jake shouted!

“Dude, no. I saw Ashley a minute later and he said he’d never seen her.” I took a long swig of beer.

“So they banged it out in the bathroom.” Andy shrugged.

“No.” I sighed, frustrated. “He really hadn’t seen her.”

“It must have been somebody that looked like him.” Jake shrugged.

I finished the beer before speaking again. “It was him both times.” Jake passed me another one.
“What if…” Andy shifted his weight onto one foot and smiled at Jake.

Jake sat down on the chair in the corner of the room, quietly sipping his beer.

“…you listened to what Rebecca told you earlier?” Andy finished.

As soon as he said her name, he lifted his sunglasses and I saw that his eyes weren’t blue. “Your eyes.” I looked at Andy.

Jake stood up quickly and stepped away from Andy. “What the fuck?” Jake grabbed his bag.

Andy stood by the window, not breaking eye contact with me. “She told you not to come back here.” He said in a hushed tone.

I picked my backpack up and backed away slowly, leaving Andy standing in the room by himself drinking a beer.

“Well that’s one way to get a double room to yourself.” Jake joked when we were in the elevator.

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