Kevin sat on the suite bed near the window, eating the last pretzel in a bag. Afterwards he tossed it on the ground and looked out the window, eyes narrowing as someone had ran out. He figured it was that James guy, he had met him briefly when he came here, but now he was leaving Kevin supposed. He chuckled as he saw the walkers coming. 

[I]Huh, idiots gonna get himself killed out there....Actually, that's better than rotting up here, can't believe I've been stuck up here doing not a damn thing[/I], Kevin thought as he moved away from the window and back to the bed. Reaching down, he slipped his finger through the wrench hole and picked it up as he left his room. Just as he did a girl shot past causing him to jump back with a puzzled face, but ran and watched as she shot down the stairs like it was nothing.

[I]Damn, girl must have been star runner on her track team,[/I] Kevin thought as he quickly, but silently went down the stairs. He didn't know what the fuck was down there, and didn't want to attract attention to himself. Anything wanting to eat his cheek meat could go after that runner girl, not him. Still, he couldn't believe this was happening, couldn't believe what he saw a week ago with his grandfather, he couldn't even believe it wasn't butter but it wasn't the time to think of that. 

As he made his way to the bottom of the stairs, he came in sight of two people. He was right behind that girl, he knew because, well, seriously....With that back-side? Who wouldn't notice her? But it was too dark to make out the other person, so he stayed quiet as he wanted to make sure it wasn't one of the dead, but with the noise she was making he wouldn't be surprised if it was one.