Miles locked the door behind him. He followed Karah into the bedroom. He watched as she sat down on the bed and told him about her nightmare. He sat down on the bed next to her and tried to comfort her. He couldn't get rid of the dark pit in his stomach. He kept thinking back to how weird Jimmy was acting. He turned and looked at Karah. She must have seen a look of concern on his face. She asked him what was wrong.
He thought about not saying anything at first. He didn't need to worry her more than she already was. However, that pit in his stomach wouldn't go away. Growing up, his dad had always taught him to follow his instincts. He looked at Karah and sighed. "It's probably nothing." Miles started. "My roommate, Jimmy, was acting kind of, strange. I can't really explain it. He was being very, monotone. Almost like a robot trying to imitate people. What really freaked me out was that he called me Miles. He's never called me Miles. He always calls me John Wayne. I'm probably freaking out over nothing." Miles finished trying to force a small smile.
He thought about not saying anything at first. He didn't need to worry her more than she already was. However, that pit in his stomach wouldn't go away. Growing up, his dad had always taught him to follow his instincts. He looked at Karah and sighed. "It's probably nothing." Miles started. "My roommate, Jimmy, was acting kind of, strange. I can't really explain it. He was being very, monotone. Almost like a robot trying to imitate people. What really freaked me out was that he called me Miles. He's never called me Miles. He always calls me John Wayne. I'm probably freaking out over nothing." Miles finished trying to force a small smile.