Travis emerged from the bathroom wondering what Natalie was screaming about. He made his towards the common area, passing a sulking Bolt and a crying Natalie on the way. The mood in the room definitely seemed rather dark. Oscar had been saying something or other as Travis entered the room, but he hadn't paid attention to what it was. After retrieving a soda from the fridge, he took stock of the situation. The room was silent besides Tiara's quiet sobs from under the table. Why was she under the table, anyway? 

"What's going on here," he asked as he cracked open the soda can. "Ya'll are acting like somebody died or something."