I skipped to Theo’s room and opened the door, seeing him with a stack of papers next to him. Despite the copious amount of paperwork, he had a game controller in his hands. With a smile, he lifted his finger to his lips, signaling me to be quiet about his little shenanigans. He wasn’t actually working? Closing his door, I sat next to him on the floor. “They’re gonna kill you,” I smirked. He gave me a pointed look. “They don’t trust me enough to handle this shit anyways,” he whispered.
