Thirteen's POV
I walk down the stairs with Cody in tow. Devin decided he wanted to look around upstairs some more. I don't have a problem with it. Jason stands at the foot of the stairs as I come down.
"Hey, since we don't have a hotel room booked for the night, would it be cool to crash here? Unless of course, you want to get moving now."
I shake my head. "No. We can spend the night here. I want to go through everything one more time before we leave anyway."
He nods and heads out to the car. Probably to get our bags.
"So...Devin's been bugging me," Cody says and I turn to face him, letting out a snort of laughter.
"Why am I not surprised?"
He rolls his eyes but smiles at me none the less.
"And...?" I trail off, leaving him to fill in the blank.
He feigns confusion. "And what?"
