Jack and Rose: Together in the Attic
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Disclaimer: I don't own this.
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"Come on," Rose whispered. Jack snickered holding her hand tightly. They had snuck away from the kitchen and were now making their way upstairs.
"We should go to the attic," Jack said when they reached the second floor landing. "Why?" "Because I know our housemates. They'll put them in our room."
Rose nodded. "I should've expected that." She moved closer to Jack. "You know, this is kinda familiar." Jack grinned. "I remember something similar."
He kissed her. "Up we go."
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Meanwhile, Cal was in hell. He was sitting between Ruth and Fabrizo. The latter was flirting like a drunken whore and Fabrizo was making a French fry log cabin.
Cal had no idea where he had gotten the fries, he had made sausages and baked potatoes. Tommy seemed perfectly fine with Ruth leaning over him while he ate.
Cal wondered if he was on any drugs. Maybe he would share. "Hey." Fabrizo nudged him with his elbow. Cal grunted. "Jack and Rose are gone, ya know."
"What?" Fabrizo nodded eating a French fry. "They snuck out a few minutes ago." Cal grabbed Fabrizo by the collar. "And you didn't tell me??!!"
Fabrizo found himself regretting his actions. It seemed that the arrival of Ruth and Tommy had brought the physco back out in Cal.
This was not good.
"Uh, I left the water in the bathroom running. I gotta go check it." He jumped up from the table, knocking his chair over in his hurry.
Cal stared at him. "Water running?" He seemed to be talking to himself. "Yeah." Fabrizo ran from the room. Perhaps he could also seek refuge in the upper regions of the house.
A plan was forming in Cal's mind. He was not going to be the only one of his housemates who stayed in the kitchen with THEM. Oh no, he was escaping too.
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