"Do you think...it was coincidence? I mean, one of my friends said he saw someone trailing him and that's why he and his brother went through our house, sin-" His eyes widened. "I'm going to kill Nicote when I get home. Remind me to do that. Or yell at him for an hour straight. Either works."

"I'll probably forget soon...I haven't slept for quite a while."

"Whatever. I'll remember the next time he tries using my house as a shortcut." Mateo checked his phone, and found no new messages. Surprisingly. "Oh yeah, name's Mateo by the way."

"I'm Seth." He just about fell asleep

"You look like you're going to faceplant into your mashed potatos." Mateo said. He wasn't as tired, since he did doze of earlier and he'd slept well the night before (ok true he had been up half the night from Meinke's snoring since they were ccurrently sharing a room due to Mateo's being turned into a mini library/repairs/remodeling. But still, it was pretty good for him.

"I probably will, but that's okay. I'll still get food thay way."

"Food on your face you mean." Mateo countered. :And mashed potatos are a pain to get off."

He pushed the tray away. "Better? "

"Not by much." Mateo shrugs. "You're still slamming your face onto the cafeteria table."

"Touche."