Malcolm's (Malcontent) & Johnny B Dorm Room

[Johnny Blair]

John had finally gotten to sleep sometimes after Malcolm had returned from the party to see his roommate still staring out at the mansion grounds.  There was seemingly no reaction  at all from the winged teen, mainly because he was a whirlwind inside.  What the hell do I do with myself now?  With a sigh, he eventually slips off to bed, figuring out some way to curl his wings around himself to do so.

Then, in the morning, he's awoken by the slamming of those same wings into a smashed bedframe.

"What the...?"

Blinking blurry eyes clear, John looks around and sees Malcolm's smallish figure retreating into the bathroom and closing the door.  The sound of running water is heard.

Huh...