Waverly Dorm, some hours after Ollie and Parker manage to escape the theater projector room, no thanks to G. [ @montyrichler ]
It was late, so late that it was actually really early. Early enough that the sun rise would be soon, but he still found himself wandering into Monty's room and climbing into his bed. He wrapped his arms tightly around the other's body, squeezing him into his arms, and closing his eyes tightly like he was going to go to sleep. But as much as he wanted to pretend he knew sleep was not going to come to him. And if he could guess he would guess that Monty would immediately want to know what was going on. So, why even pretend. "Hey," he whispered, "do you want to go outside? The sun should be up soon… I could use some fresh air…" His limbs felt antsy, his fingers felt twitchy. Maybe if he went outside he'd be able to calm down … Probably not, but he could suggest it. He was already pulling away from Monty, and scooting out of the bed. "You'll never guess what happened," he added, like it was an enticement to get the other to come with him.
