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"Fine, fine." Brad got up and decided to at least see who was there before getting ready to answer. While passing Matt, he pat him forcefully, yet playfully, on the side as if to say 'You're making me get up, how dare you.' He wasn't exactly in the right state to be answering doors, so just decided to find out who it is at least. He walked by the door and called through it. "Who's there?"
Brad's eyes grew wide and he dove for some clothing. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a shirt without paying attention at all to what he was wearing. "Coming!" He called frantically.
"Where are all of your clothes?" Brad asked silently as he finished getting the little bit of coverage that he needed. "On an unrelated note, going commando isn't all that bad." He commented.
"... you're an idiot," Matt facepalmed. Not having the time to think straight, he chose to hide. Under the bed, that is. Fortunately, you couldn't see under the beds from a normal level.
Brad facepalmed as well upon seeing Matt's hiding place. "Coming!" He repeated as he hurried for the door. Opening the door, sure enough, Vivian was waiting. "Good Morning." He conjured a smile.
"Why not?" Brad smiled and closed the door behind her. Why did I close the door? That'll mean she'll stay longer. He thought to himself and kicked the bed nonchalantly in order to alert Matt... as if their problem wasn't apparent already.
He had to close the door, Matt thought. To think I'm sleeping with that guy. Then again, I haven't really reacted efficiently either. Oh look, the bed frame is all bent. Did we do that?
"I really wanted to congratulate you," Vivian smiled. "I saw your performance yesterday and it was brilliant. I would've come here afterwards, but I had dinner plans. So, I decided to pay you a visit now." She hugged him warmly.
Brad hugged Vivian back, remembering at just the right time what he was wearing. In order to avoid conflict, Brad hugged in an awkward position where his bottom half had its weight awkwardly shifted behind him.
"Thanks." Brad sweatdropped modestly. "Well, maybe you should start heading down for Breakfast. Or get a good seat. This isn't the most exciting of rooms, I gotta get ready for the day and you probably have things to do." He said, trying to get her to leave.
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