is afraid to ask...

thinks its wise not too. He's locked himself in his room for extra precaution.

knocks on the door, not liking being shut off from something.

is not going to answer. The Greek should just go home. Bl

grows cross. 'Sadik, have you got someone in there with you?' He demands, then presses his ear to the door. 'Are you having sex?'

is not going to open the door. "Go away...." He growls before pausing for a few seconds. "And if I were having sex you'd hear someone crying

out my name." Bl

puts his hands on his hips. 'Not true, if you were having sex with Egypt he'd hardly be saying a word.' He looks concerned. 'If I go check_

on Egypt's house and if he's not there - I'll kill you, understand?'

growls. "You'll kill me on one of your stupid assumptions! Go to Egypt's then!" He goes and sits on the bed.

'Fine, I w-' His phone rings, and he answers, 'Hello? Oh...okay. Uhuh. Alright. Bye.' He clicks his phone off and stays quiet. That was_

Egypt on the phone, telling him about some cat business. He feels like a bit of an idiot now.

thinks he should feel like an idiot for coming to such absurd misconceptions.

has a very active imagination - especially when he's jealous. 'I, uh, I'm just going to go home.' He says, 'When you've stopped, I don't_

know, wallowing then let me know.'

humphfs but doesn't do anymore than that.

leaves, thinking he should probably start believing the Turk. Old habits die hard, though.