They rolled off the couch and hit the carpet with a thud. Neither abandoned their respective targets.Then Jessie popped him from her mouth, apologizin... as she laughed uproariously."What?" he asked."More room on the floor..." she managed to say between peals of laughter. He saw her point and joined in. They laughed for a couple minutes, then got to their feet and ran to the bedroom, leaping upon the bed and each other, laughing gaily once more and they became a tangle of arms and legs."We should. We'll see. If they do get naked, I hope that they'll get the help that the first group got," he concluded."We'll need to watch out for Ayame now, too. I wonder how she got on the list, unless she was deliberately added," Cynthia mused.Roger looked at her thoughtfully. "Yeah, that's possible, I guess. You mean, like to retaliate against us somehow? Maybe." Then to Ayame, "Sweetie, please keep your phone with you when we're not around. Not in your pack, but with you. And don't go anywhere alone,. It could get awkward." Mmmm…yeah," she said, and the two of us looked around the apartment."You're going to think this is kind of crazy," she said, "But how about the closet?"There was a large walk-in closet between two of the bedrooms. No one had been in it or even opened it – what little belongings everyone had brought were simply scattered about.I hmm'ed out of curiosity, and the two of us got up and opened the door to the closet. It was large, with clothes rods on both sides and an ironing. .. I was in the National Honor Society and I had a high GPA, but it’s something I don’t like to talk about.”“All that talent ... and potential...”I looked down into my drink, unable to meet her intense gaze.“And I’m wasting it ... you sound just like my mother.”“Your mother is a bitch, but she’s right about that.”“Sometimes life doesn’t work out the way you want, but you adapt and move on.”I looked up and our eyes romantically met.“You’re a fighter as well as a hustler, I like that.”“I don’t.