"Well, it was either the studying, he's gone nuts, his girlfriend dumped him, or he's being a drama queen." E answered for Dwight. "Personally? I'm betting on drama queen." He snickered. "But there are some that do scream to let off steam. Like... I dunno. Primal scream therapy or something. You get frustrated and you just scream and let it out. It's surprisingly therapy like." He nodded.
They'd long since learned to ignore any whispering and had selective hearing. This was because they generally stuck out. So, they just chose not to hear anyone whispering or looking at them.
Meloni went straight to the fridge and opened it up. It was a small apartment sized fridge. "Is this any good?" She held up a bottle of something white.
"No." E answered, already starting to hook up the game system and kick clothes out of the way. His dad would be having a heart attack about the state of the room and trying to clean it right now. But E reveled in it at the moment. It was completely 'different' than what he grew up with. So he loved it.
"Then why is it still in the fridge?" Meloni asked.
"To make you ask why?" E suggested.
Meloni rolled her eyes and threw it into a trash can. Dwight dropped onto the floor in front of the television while Zack went to the tank with the snake and waved at the snake.
"It's asleep, Zack." E snorted.
"It's meditating." Zack argued.
E turned to Adara and smirked. "Zack knows nothing about snakes. He asked me last night if they pooped. Of course he was drunk at the time, but he'll never live that down now. We'll be 690 years old and I'll tap him with my cane and say... 'Remember when you asked me if snakes pooped?'" He said in an old man voice.