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"Yeah, yeah, Charlie, I got it, I got it." Pinky rolled his eyes at his housemate as he joined Preston in his truck.
The 22-year-old sat next in the drivers seat and he pulled out of the driveway. Pre-winter cleaning as Pinky, Preston, as well as Sharri, liked to call to call it of the week long cleaning that went on throughout Thanksgiving week that Charlie Snyder did, ever since they all started college at Sacred Heart University three years ago. And that meant that his housemates had to leave for an entire week, well last year was different because it was only for two days. The reason was still unknowned by the other three.
"Where do ya want to go Pinky?" Preston asked as he got his phone out and opened his GPS app.
"I don't know, probably go visit Mr. and Ms. A, go out of town and drive around in the country. Narf." Pinky answered.
Mr. and Ms. A, or Jade Adams and her husband Noah Adams, were an elderly couple in their 50's that took care of everyone, and that meant everyone, they were just so nice to the young and old. Noah had been a janitor at the college for the first two years that Pinky, Charlie, Sharri, and Preston started going there, and had retired early May 2017. And Jade was a stay-at-home mom. They lived in a trailer not that far from the elementary school. The Adams had four children who attended Sacred Heart University that Pinky and the others went to.
Pinky knew that Meghan was a senior, Matthew was a junior like him, Chelsea, was also a junior, and Harley was a freshman. Meghan was barely seen in town, rumors went around town and campus that she had kids of her own and were hiding them away somewhere. Matthew had became a jerk because of this, more of a jerk than Preston could be sometimes, and Pinky couldn't blame Matthew. People were getting in his family buisness. Chelsea was just a sweetheart just like Sherri, she, along with Harley, took after their parents.
Pinky decided to drive to the Adams trailer. Knocking gently, remembering that Matthew had said that the last tornado had damaged the trailer pretty badly and the door had been ripped off, Preston and Pinky waited on the porch. But as the moments passed, nobody answered. Deciding to take off before the neighbors drove them off, they got back in Pinky's truck and they left.
"Opportunity Hotel's $12.33 for a week long stay, just in case Charlie's going to take a week again." Preston suggested after looking away from his phone.
Pinky had enough money. "Sure let's go."
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Pinky tossed and turned in his bed. Finally, he gave up on sleep and sat up. He got out of bed and left bedroom. Preston had gotten a room somewhere else and Pinky got his own, so just how it was back in their house. Pinky wandered in the kitchen and started to search the fridge for food. Nothing, Pinky sighed in frustration. The last place for a midnight snack that Pinky could go to was the hotel's kitchen, and Pinky was sure they were closed.
Leaving barefoot and not caring about shoes, Pinky started down the hall that lead to the left stairway. The stairway took him down the fourth, third, second, and ended on the first floor. Pinky walked over to the sign that showed what direction to go. The kitchen and the dining was in the direction of his left. Almost all the lights were out leaving only a few on. Pinky carefully made his way to the kitchen door, he had a situation going on in his mind that if he got spotted, it was game over, kind of a video game.
The sound of sniffling made Pinky stop. Someone was here, he was in trouble. Pinky looked across the dining room and the tabkes. He found who it was, it was a man.