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𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥

Mal pov-

I got changed into something comfortable and unpacked.

I sat down on the desk and started working.

Background checks.

On all of them.

I learnt their names, their history... everything.

After i felt satisfied I looked around the room.

There wasn't much to do but I didn't want to go down and handle human interaction so i stayed there.

I put in my earphones as i blasted music loudly and read my book.

I heard a knock on the door.

I don't do the 'come in's'

I stood up, twirling my knife in my hand as i opened the door.

Sam as I'd learnt was on the other side.

He put his hands up.

"Woah. Not trying to kill you"

He said and i smiled slightly.

I waited for him to say something but he just stared at me.

"So...you gonna invite me in or?"

My eyes narrowed the slightest bit before i stepped aside.

He walked in.

"We uhhh...we ordered some pizza you feel like joining us?"

I stared at him for a second and he stared back.

"Sure."

I bit out after a few seconds of internal conflict.

If i was stuck here for atleast a month- more if life continues its torturous ways- I'd have to get along with them.

"Okay. Great. Uhhh...yeah. come down... whenever."

I nodded at him as he started walking towards the door.

"Im- sam. By the way"

"Oh I know"

His brows scrunched up.

"I do my background checks sam."

"Right. Okay. Yeah."

He muttered as he walked away.

I waited for a few seconds before shutting the door

That was fun.

I stocked up on weapons before walking down the stairs.

Everyone was in the kitchen eating and talking.