???: “Hello?”

The voice could be heard with some knocking. Waking up Simone. He was reminded where he was, cuddled up together with Murray on his bed.

Simone: “Right.. last night..”

???: “Murray? Are you there?”

Simone: “That’s..”

Maverick: “Don’t tell me you’re missing as well..”

Simone stretched his muscles, slowly getting off the bed carefully enough not to wake up Murray. He approached the door, recognizing the familiar voice, and opened it.

Maverick: “Oh thank goodness. Murray-”

Maverick had a face of shock, seeing Simone instead of Murray. Messy hair, and no shirt on. Though he Simone was never the type to cover himself up anyways.

Simone: “Maverick, what are you doing here?”

Maverick: “I should be the one asking that. Why are you in Murray’s room?”

Simone: “Supposed it’s not a harm to tell you but…”

Simone felt a bit hesitant to explain. But he didn’t need to explain as Maverick looked behind him.

Maverick: “Murray’s naked.”

Simone: “Yes, I suppose that’s my doing..”

Maverick: “You two had committed passion with each other?”

Simone: “What if the answer was yes?”

Maverick: “…”

Simone looked at Maverick, waiting for an answer. The sudden silence carried suspense, tension, and awkwardness.

Maverick: “Don’t tell Seymour about this.”