Night 49: Main Hallway 2-West

[swornandbroken]

[from here]As Mello walked toward the area overlooking the Sun Room, a tension he hadn't realized he was carrying eased off a little, not entirely. There'd be screaming in the rooms by that hallway, the one he deliberately hadn't let himself glance in the direction of, though he knew the sound wouldn't carry to the hall itself. Nothing he could do

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[gamingsostfu]

Matt's eyes focused almost immediately on the repetitive motion of the flashlight against Mello's leg; aiming his own down at the floor, he stared at the other man's flashlight, trying to avoid direct eye contact for as long as humanly possible. The denial was expected, but Matt couldn't help the feeling that there was something inwardly off about Mello; even being in a place like this, he couldn't really see the blond as the type to get so easily high-strung over nothing. He chose not to say anything more about it for the moment, though. It wasn't worth it yet.

"Look, I- Crap, that's not what I meant," he went on, shuffling backward a little at Mello's questions. He clicked the light off to keep his slight flush in the dark; if the blond saw that, he'd know for sure that something was wrong, even more so than he knew right then. "You called me about two months ago, and it's probably ended by now, but I didn't get the chance to catch it." He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. This was fucked up enough without losing his cool and giving everything away; Matt knew he was easily distracted right then, with all the changes he'd undergone the last day or so, but that was no excuse for letting himself get caught with his pants around his ankles.

Speaking of...

"Ugh," he continued, purposely ignoring Mello's final query, "d'you know where they're keeping my damn clothes?" He glared down at the slippers, fighting the urge to just kick them off and go without.

[swornandbroken]

God, you couldn't be more blatant if you tried. Mello gave another irritated sigh. He would have accepted the explanation that Matt had been dragged here before the end went down, if the other had been able to offer it without literally backing off and hiding, which made the breath he sucked in, in the now-dark silence, all the more obvious. Whatever the fuck was going on, Matt was at pains to hide it. It was also the only reason, Mello was sure, that he hadn't started in with questions of his own yet. All the more reason to get the story out of him.

"Come on." He clicked his flashlight on. Only so Matt could see he was continuing, of course.

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