"Money, money we'll need, I can withdraw it from the bank, I'll go do that now, good-bye, feel free to take a shower. Oh, I can buy you some new clothes, too, good-bye," Priscilla said. She was out the door before any of them could say anything.
McVries and Garraty still hadn't come out of the bathroom. They'd gone into the room five hours ago – it was eight o'clock now. Barkovitch was sleeping on the couch. Parker was digging through the fridge. As soon as Priscilla had left, Abraham had started exploring. As for Baker, he was standing there awkwardly, completely unsure of what to do.
After a few more minutes of awkwardly standing there, Garraty and McVries came out of the bathroom. They looked like they were hiding something, but Baker didn't want to bother them about it. There was enough going on at the moment.
"Where's Priscilla?" McVries asked.
"She went to go get money out of the bank. Oh, and to buy us new clothes," Baker said. McVries looked confused.
"That's weird. Pris doesn't usually buy clothes for six teenage boys – and she sure as hell never takes any money out of the bank. How long were we in there, anyway?"
"Five hours," Parker said. "What the fuck was going on in there?"
"Uh…"
"If you're queer we're fine with that, we were fine with Baker and Abe," Parker said. "Besides, everyone knew already."
Barkovitch took that moment to wake up. He'd done a better job than it had originally seemed at protecting his face – sure, he was bruised up and his lower lip was kind of swollen, but he wasn't nearly as hurt as he'd originally seemed. Parker tossed an apple to him, and he just barely managed to catch it.
"Because this bastard didn't let you finish your other one," he said. Barkovitch blinked – he was extremely quiet this morning – and looked a bit surprised, as if he wasn't used to people being nice to him.
Well, Art, you were never very nice to him, were you? You weren't outright mean like most of the others, but you were never nice. You heard him talking to Garraty that one time – he's never had friends.
And then Abraham was back, looking extremely freaked out. "Yeah, uh, the girl we're staying with? She's pregnant."