Who: Tobias and Chase When: Early morning Where: Tobias's room
It had been kind of a crappy morning, after waking up and seeing so many people had been taken out - none of which had been Simms - and checking Madison's room just to... be sure. He had kind of been hoping They were screwing with him, but her room was empty. Completely empty. He'd had something that felt like a lead ball in the pit of his stomach ever since, and he had no idea how to feel. All he could do was hope that she was okay, and that maybe she would show up in the house again someday. The thought was also kind of depressing, because Tobias realized he was starting to feel... normal there. Like this was his home now. Unless they took him out someday.
But hanging out with Chase was bound to help, wasn't it? They had gotten some breakfast and retreated to Tobias's room, and he was slouched on one of his chairs, eating his Pop Tart but not really tasting it. He had already told Chase he wouldn't be very good company, and he already felt bad about it. "This really sucks," Tobias muttered. "Like, how do they even pick who to take out? Why? We've been here forever it feels like and They don't give us any answers at all. It's starting to piss me off, to be honest."