I was watching Clyde with a mix of amusement and curiosity as he shook his head vehemently, right before Lisa actually walked into the next room.
Clyde and I looked at each other, and after what felt like an eternity, it seemed like she had no intention of leaving.
"Got any top-secret files in there?" I teased.
Clyde quickly denied it, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and horror. "Just some spare clothes. She's not some kind of... weirdo, is she?"
I couldn't help but push him away in disgust. I already imagined the bizarre scenarios running through his head.
He made himself comfortable on my bed, saying, "Well, I'm not going back there. I'm sleeping here tonight."
"I'm not dealing with a bitch in my room, no way!"
I had to admit that his stubbornness was somewhat amusing.
Reluctantly, we both ended up lying on my bed, though I couldn't help but wonder what Lisa was up to.
"Do you think she's still there? You don't have anything... strange in your room, do you?" I asked with suspicion, noticing his eyelids began to droop.
With a tired gesture, he wrapped an arm around me. "Let's sleep. We'll find out in the morning, right?"
I thought Lisa would leave at some point during the night, but I barely slept and the door to the next room never opened again.
Only around 5 AM, I finally heard the door open followed by the sound of her yawning.
I quickly got up and pressed my ear against the door trying to catch any sound from outside. It seemed like the household was still asleep, but Lisa was making quite a bit of noise.
Clyde grumbled in his sleep, and I kicked him awake.
"Stop complaining. Let's go back now."
He got up, groggy and disoriented. "She left?"
I nodded. We made our way out and found out she was leaving. Clyde then returned to his room.
At breakfast, Talbot was unusually warm towards Clyde.
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