"Hey, wait!" Rome cried as Lenna pushed him out of the bathroom. "Don't you wanna hear what happened to us?"
The slammed door in his face said "No," but the story was too exciting not to tell, so he raised his voice to be heard through the door.
"We were attacked by the Skin Walker!" Rome said gleefully, like he was a child who had rode on an especially exciting, dangerous roller-coaster. "Twice!" he beamed. Rome heard all movement stop in the bathroom, and the suddenly the door was cracked and Elenna stood there wearing a towel, looking incredulous. Probably she was surprised at how awesome and brave he was.
"Yeah!" he continued before she could say anything. "And then the cops showed up and we escaped into the sewers. It was like, I dunno, a Black Dog or something the first time, and then bigger the next, like maybe a werewolf or something. Weird, huh? And then--"
"And then do you really think everyone in the hotel needs to know what happened?"
"Oh. Sorry, Raws," Rome said, realizing that Rawson had come up behind him, and, admittedly, his voice had been pretty loud. Ah, well, it sounded more like he was talking about a TV show than anything, right? And people were notoriously bad at believing the truth when it was ridiculous. "Anyway, what're you standing around here in a towel for, huh, Lennie? We got a bar to go to! Get a move on!"
Rome ducked the hairbrush flying at his face.
The slammed door in his face said "No," but the story was too exciting not to tell, so he raised his voice to be heard through the door.
"We were attacked by the Skin Walker!" Rome said gleefully, like he was a child who had rode on an especially exciting, dangerous roller-coaster. "Twice!" he beamed. Rome heard all movement stop in the bathroom, and the suddenly the door was cracked and Elenna stood there wearing a towel, looking incredulous. Probably she was surprised at how awesome and brave he was.
"Yeah!" he continued before she could say anything. "And then the cops showed up and we escaped into the sewers. It was like, I dunno, a Black Dog or something the first time, and then bigger the next, like maybe a werewolf or something. Weird, huh? And then--"
"And then do you really think everyone in the hotel needs to know what happened?"
"Oh. Sorry, Raws," Rome said, realizing that Rawson had come up behind him, and, admittedly, his voice had been pretty loud. Ah, well, it sounded more like he was talking about a TV show than anything, right? And people were notoriously bad at believing the truth when it was ridiculous. "Anyway, what're you standing around here in a towel for, huh, Lennie? We got a bar to go to! Get a move on!"
Rome ducked the hairbrush flying at his face.