>>2188383“Aria, give it back.”
Carmen was kneeling over Lisa’s bed, just the other side from the window. She was using her hands to cover her breasts and nervously looked around to make sure there was no one else to see her but me.
I couldn’t think of anything to reply to her to justify my actions. Wasn’t I the bad guy here?
“Aria, please!” Carmen went on. “They stop serving breakfast at noon. I’m not going out like this, I can’t and I won’t. Then you’ll… do your stupid penalty game; is that why you’re doing this?”
I didn’t answer back; I just kept staring at Carmen, who was looking away.
“I’ll trash your phone!” she threatened. “I’ll rip your clothes, ruin all your stuff if you-”
“I will not let you do that,” interrupted Medea. I couldn’t see her but I could pinpoint she was still on her bed. “That is not to say I approve of what Aria is doing.”
Carmen did not see confident on a two on one. I was glad to at least have Medea help me that much.
