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"And I told you, I'm not leaving with you. So, you can get used to the snoring, or start enjoying your syphilis."
"Girl, that's cold," Peeta says with a giggle.
Kingsley exhales. "She's brutal."
"That's my girl," Peeta says proudly.
Kingsley narrows his eyes at her. "You're a bad influence, aren't you?"
"Baby, I'm theoriginalbad influence."
He stands in the room for a few more seconds and then slinks away.
Peeta lets out a long, slow breath. "Girl. How long are you going to be able to keep holding out? He seems really sorry. And steaming hot. You're a stronger woman than me."
I don't want to tell her that he's so much more than that. I thought he was damn near perfect. "It's not... as easy as that."
She clicks her tongue. "Sometimes it is, girl. Sometimes it just is. Maybe you should just give him a chance to explain. Sometimes people surprise you."
"But most of the times... they don't."
Two hours later, and two more visits from Kingsley, once complaining about some guy with stinky armpits, and anotherusing his old socks to blow his nose on, I notice the hostel has suddenly gone almost dead quiet, something that rarely happens even in the dead of night. Someone's always up, having just arrived from a flight from Bangkok with jetlag, or stumbling back from an expats bar somewhere.
But never completely quiet.
Even Peeta has disappeared.
Curiosity gets the better of me, and I step out of the room, checking to make sure Kingsley isn't in the hallway ready to ambush.
But he isn't.
Nobody is.
There's nobody anywhere.
"Hello?" I call out.
Nothing.
Maybe they just all simultaneously decided to go next door for a beer?
Including the staff?
No.
It's much more likely to be an alien invasion, and they decided they didn't want the sad sop Vietnamese-English human woman sulking in her bottom bunk bed.
That's oddly specific,I think to myself. But who knows with aliens?
I creep back to my dorm room, almost scared to disturb the silence, pulling out my phone to call Peeta. I'm about to press dial when there's a knock on the door and I look up.
Kingsley.
How does he still take my breath away after all this time, and when I'm this mad at him?
"Hey."
"Hey. Where is everyone?" I ask, waiting for him to admit that he's the alien invader. That would make a lot of sense actually. I never did fully believe that he was strictly human.
