"Oh I know Roxas and I are both loners, I bet we could share a house and never see each other, and it'd be beautiful," he leaned in as she kissed him, and he heard the moan she let out. He wondered if she kissed all the other guys like that? It seemed a bit more intense than just a flirty kiss between friends with benefits. "Ya, see you," he said, slightly winded himself.

He headed up to his room and found Roxas didn't have the lights on. There was some music playing and...was Roxas talking to someone? He couldn't really make out what was being said but that was definitely Roxas talking. Morthos turned on a light and knocked on the door, "hey Roxas, you okay in there? We're probably gonna go grab lunch once you're out so don't be too long." Morthos wouldn't bring up the talking unless he did. He was sure it was nothing, sometimes Morthos talked to himself when he was thinking about something, Roxas was probably just doing the same thing.

Morthos took his bag and threw it on the bed further from the window and closer to the door, sitting down the bed seemed comfy enough. At least it wasn't as stiff as a board. He would just hang out in the room until Roxas was done, then they could eat and possibly get to work on the werewolf problem.