[x] "... no. I think I'll go straight to sleep."


You cast a glance towards the living room. All the signals suggest that the TV is still on. For a moment, there's a thought that maybe it'd be nice to watch more news, get to know more a bout recent events, but it disappears after a second or two. No, you don't really want to concern yourself with such useless trifles. Their talk, on the other hand... It will most probably be about you, but asking outright could scare them away from the topic. But if you 'go to sleep' now...
"... no." you shift your gaze back to Renji "I think I'll go straight to sleep."
Without waiting for his reaction, you depart quickly into the room indicated earlier.
"Oh. Okay." he finally says, when you're about to slip inside "Goodnight."
"..."
A strange relief seeps into your mind when the door finally closes, separating you from those two. Lock's silent 'click' sounds almost reassuring, despite being quite unpleasant. You quickly analyze the situation. It's the third floor - climbing down to the street level is out of question. It also doesn't sound too plausible to sneak out without them noticing.
This situation is hopeless. You've decided to agree to Renji's ridiculous suggestion, but now that it's finally been realized, you're kind of regretting that rash decision. Your thoughts are still concentrated on this little process called 'escape', despite your utmost efforts to calm down. Out of desperate impulse, you grab a chair and jam it under the door handle, making it unable to turn without taking out the obstacle first. After checking it a few times, just to be sure, you leave the key half-turned in the hole and sit down on the floor.
"... ehhh..."
A sigh escapes your lips. This really is an inconvenient situation. You're way too stressed by this whole mess to simply go to sleep.

Shreds of those two's conversation reach your ears.
"... brought her back?" Marry. Of course, it's about you, as expected.
"As you heard. Woah. Why the glare?" Renji sounds a bit suprised, if not frightened.
"I'm amazed."
"A... Amazed? Why?"
"That you found her. Oh, don't give me that look. I know you have your... methods." sarcastic tone.
"You're askin for a punch, ya know. Not my fault I'm good at investigating." this time he sounds a bit irritated.
"Then why haven't you found out her personal info yet?"
"That's... Uh, it's kinda hard when I don't know her real name. Searching for the, uh... How were those called again? Description of face, drawn from basic traits--"
"Identikit. You want to become a detective without knowing such basic stuff? I'm disappointed, Renji. You're not fifteen anymore, you gotta think seriously about your future."
"Yeah, right, right." irritated again. Are you really so easily agitated, Renji? You sure didn't show it when talking with your damsell in distress... "Anyways, I got her to stay for the night. I just told her we'd talk about the rest tommorow, since she'd run away instantly if I mentioned anything else..." he pauses for a second "Well, we'll think about that later." a loud sigh "I'll figure out something, I'm sure."
"You're not planning to keep her, are you?"
A consternated moment of silence. Then Renji's laugh.
"You're speaking of her as if she was a pet or something!" Ugh. If you were there, he'd be laying on the ground already, just for mentioning something like this. "No, no. At least, I think not. I don't think she'd agree to stay either."
"I hope." Marry still sounds a bit perplexed "Don't forget that we're--"
"Yeah, yeah." loud creak, as if someone threw himself onto an old sofa "I'll figure it out until then. Now, it looks like we'll be both sleeping on the sofa, for once. Hope you don't mind?"
"Well, you're the one letting me stay. I can't argue."
"You're right, there." Renji laughs again "Feeling sleepy yet?"
"No. I have a day off tommorow and the day after, you knew that already. Might as well stay up late, right?" Marry lets out a pleased groan "Mmm... Man, I feel kinda stale. Say, do you still have that game?"
"Hm? Which one?"
"The one with the guy with a sword."
"Oh, that one. Yeah, I-- wait a moment. It'd be REALLY helpful if you could just remember things' names! Remember that one time when you forgot how was that 'brown sauce they usually eat with rice' called? Come on, one of your friends eats it on daily basis, yet you forget such things. And you're the one telling me I 'don't know basic stuff'."
"Oh come on!" Marry sounds a bit knocked off tracks "How am I supposed to remember things I don't even hear or see every day? You're the one playing it like a maniac!"
"Ahaha, you're right. Anyways, here it goes. You're lucky I fixed my PS a few days ago."
"We could always use your PC."
"No, it's too old." Renji sighs "Oh, turn the volume off, please. We don't want to wake her up."
"Mhm."

The rest was silence, occasionally interrupted by a louder click or a silent curse.
Seeing that she show's over, you lift yourself off the floor and approach the bed. Then throw yourself ontop of it. Bleh. So soft. So soft it's almost uncomfortable. No, it IS uncomfortable. And the fact that it's someone else's, a guy's at that, doesn't make it any better. You immidiately throw away the idea of sleeping in this tangle of white, fluffy covers. Well, sleep is one thing, but the tiredness is starting to really get to you. An idea of resting a bit before moving onto a more... tolerable place quickly overtakes your thoughts.

After an hour or so, the noises from the living room died down. Looks like they got tired of playing 'the guy with a sword' and moved onto more silent activities. Or went to sleep. Either way, even though it's finally totally silent, you can't concentrate on forcing your eyes to close.
"... grrr..."
With a groan, you stand up. It's annoying. You can't sleep on such a soft thing. It's just... Ugh.
A longing for freedom returns like a boomerang, bursting on flames anew in your thoughts. Yeah, it may be there, but... All the ways are cut off. The only thing that you can do, to get closer to that freedom...
There's a window in this room. Big enough to illuminate the otherwise dark interior at daytime, looking fairly new, with plastic frames. There's a white handle on the side. You turn and pull it.

Ahhh, how delightful. The breeze is enough to calm down your rushing thought processes. Sounds of cars speeding somewhere in the distance, buzzing of the wind, music playing somewhere a few blocks away, siren of a police car... All those sounds break the perfect silence you had inside, but it doesn't bother you. In fact, having them as a background noise is more comfortable than having that silence.

You take a few deep breaths. Cold air enters your lungs, filling your thoughts with serenity. Yeah, like this... Maybe you'll be finally able to calm down...




...



Loud knocking returns you from the land of dreams. Not that you can remember any of them, now that you're awake.
"Uh..."
With a bit of suprise, you notice that you're on the floor. No, wait. It's where you laid down last night, right?
Yeah, that's right. You're at that annoying guy's place. The bed was too... just too bad, to sleep on it.
Lifting yourself up, a surge of pain shunts throughout your entire body. The same pain that greets you every morning. No, it's not painful. It's a good pain. Almost welcome, as it helps to regain consciouness quicker.
"Fu~ ku~ za~ iiii~!" Shivers run down your spine at the sound of that overly sweet and gentle tone. "Wake~ uuup~!"
Screw you, Renji. Can't you at least shout like a normal person instead of forcing this girly voice?


[ ] Open the door. Slowly. Say nothing. Give him a scowl.
[ ] "... shut up!"
[ ] Open the door with a smile. Scare him.
[ ] Ignore it.