Tom POV
We were in our room when the bell rang, indicating that food was ready. Not everyone in our dorms was affected by Zina's death. Everyone rushed to the hall, except Ryan, who was still sleeping.
"Ryan!" I called, remembering that he had been dying of hunger earlier. "Ryan! Ryan! "Ryan Clifford!!!" I yelled in his ear, and he stood up, uttering sleepy words. I chuckled at his kid-like behavior.
"Once you're done, meet me in the hall," I snapped. "What's happening in the hall?" Ryan asked, still sleepy. "Betty is dead, they..." I teased, and Ryan's expression changed.
"What? "You're joking, right?" he snapped, cutting me off. "So now you're not sleepy anymore? "p***y!" I teased, rolling my eyes. "You're the p***y here, who on earth wishes his sister's death!" Ryan glared at me, an
