Who: Kiley and Damon When: Morning, around 10:15 Where: Second floor, Damon's room
It took Kiley awhile to finish the "questionnaire" that They required that morning. She hated answering questions, more so about people she barely knew. Kiley also had a nagging thought that they might make the answers public as they had before when the house was able to request certain items in exchange for a task. Still, she tried to be as honest as possible, though they hadn't accepted her answers a couple of times.
The one thing that stood out to Kiley that morning, while going down the list of her housemates, was that Noah's name was absent. She hadn't realized it until she reached the very last person and the computer informed her she was finished. There was a much larger uneasy feeling in her stomach than there had been when she realized Reginald was gone. Noah had become her friend. So once her door was unlocked, Kiley hurried out into the hall and down the steps toward Noah's room. She had on Chase's black tank top and her gym shorts, her brown hair flying wild behind her. But she wasn't concerned about her appearance.
Stopping at Noah's door in the corner of the lounge, Kiley inhaled sharply. It didn't have his name anymore. It read Damon. Who the fuck was Damon? Without giving it any thought, Kiley knocked on the door. Loudly.