"Ouch..." Lucas rubbed his backside as he got up.
"Then what happened to my friend?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" Lucas looked at me, completely confused.
Had I really misjudged Lucas? "Come and see for yourself."
I led Lucas to my room's door.
Lucas nervously pushed open the door.
"Good morning!" Victor sat on the sofa, perfectly fine and full of energy. Where was the weak, vomiting old man from earlier?
"G-good morning..." Lucas looked back and forth between Victor and me.
"No... Victor was really weak just now..."
Okay, I admitted my explanation sounded weak and unconvincing.
"I'll go check on the others."
I knocked on Bert's door, and soon there was movement inside.
"Nola?" Bert opened the door, looking half-asleep.
He seemed perfectly fine.
I glared at Victor and whisper
