Just then, Chase Hawkins poked his head out from behind the curtain of his lower bunk, exclaiming in surprise, "Mortimer Quincy, your girlfriend goes to Jarton High?"
The others in the room immediately turned to look at Mortimer Quincy with curiosity.
Mortimer didn't seem the least bit flustered. He leisurely took a bite of his popsicle, waiting a few seconds before letting out a soft "Yeah."
"Holy shit!"
After his initial shock, Chase Hawkins pressed on, "Which class is she in? Mortimer, that's not cool. You haven't even brought your girl out for us to meet."
"It's not like we, your bros, would embarrass you."
"You've all met her," Mortimer said, tossing the wooden popsicle stick into the trash can before heading to the balcony to wash up.
The guys in the dorm room just stared at each other blankly. Paul Powell scratched his head and ventured a guess, "Don't tell me she's in our class."
Pantheon nodded in agreement. "That makes sense."
