"Hmm…"
Rum lay flat in the middle of his new apartment. There were plenty of other places where he could rest, but so far, the cool floor had been the most comfortable.
"I'm so freaking bored…" he muttered with a deep frown.
He could already imagine the others having fun without him. They weren't even replying to his messages. What the hell was keeping them so busy?
Didn't they miss him?
Rum puffed out his cheeks, imagining them drinking together somewhere.
If only he knew that, at that very moment, Gin and Warriyo were confronting the equally confrontational Omen while Red watched from the sidelines. As for the others, they were quietly fulfilling their roles while praying that their colleagues wouldn't die from their own stupidity.
Then again, that was Rum's exact definition of fun.
"Ugh…" He rolled across the floor, stopping when he landed on his stomach.
His eyes snapped toward the door, narrowing at it.
"Screw it!"
He jumped to his feet.
