Felix first went to his room to pick up his phone, but there was no new notification, and nobody had called. He hesitated for a moment, his thumb hovering over a contact, but instead turned and walked to the door next to his.
…
The door was closed, as it had always been. If Adrian hadn't told him Kai came up, he would have thought he had left.
He knocked once, softly.
No reply.
He opened the door anyway.
The room was brightly lit, with all the lights turned on, and Kai had tossed his wet backpack on the carpet in the middle of the room. A damp hoodie lay half-crumpled on the desk, a pool of water forming around it. The sound of running drifted from the adjoining bathroom.
Felix stepped inside and removed the bag from the carpet to the floor before sitting on the bed.
He unlocked his phone and typed a message:
What happened?
The bathroom door creaked open just as he hit send.
