Chapter 11: Drunken Roomie

|| Theo || It was around midnight. I was watching a horror movie in the living room with Clover sitting in my lap. I vaguely watched some creature creep out of the closet on the TV while spooning the ice cream tub in my hand, hyper-aware of the clock ticking. Even though I tried to keep my eyes on the screen, they just kept fleeting to the front door. As if I was waiting for someone to come home. No, I wasn't waiting for Annabelle to get home. No way. The door design was just very interesting. I heard footsteps coming towards the living room. 'Theo, why are you still up on a school night?" Wyatt asked. 'Just felt like watching some movie with ice cream," I replied, gluing my eyes to the people screaming on the screen as if I was so invested in it. 'If you were a girl, I would say you were on your periods," he said with an eye roll. He glanced towards the door and asked in concern, 'Ara isn't home yet, is she?" 'Oh, don't you see? Annabelle is sitting right beside me," I said sa