“You didn’t say it, but I heard it,” I muttered.
“Gosh, no idea where I left them,” I whined as I patted my shirt and jeans pockets.
Kevin sighed and looked at his watch. “We still have enough time to stop by your dorm. They can’t be anywhere else.”
I winced, despite knowing that Kevin was right. But there was a reason that I never allow anyone inside my dorm room, something that I could afford since I had a single.
Since we were still on campus, it only took ten minutes for Kevin and me to reach the apartment that I shared with other students and my room inside it. I stopped before the door, playing with the keys to it. After a few moments, I decided to stop stalling and opened the doors to my room. Kevin’s sharp intake of breath told me that the situation in my room was worse than I thought. But I knew exactly where the item that I sought was. I heard shuffling behind me and couldn’t help myself.
“Stop judging me!” I almost screamed in Kevin’s face when he overturned one of the dirty clothes piles with his foot. He had a disgusted look on his face and I don’t think he heard my excuse that the washing machine was broken.
“I didn’t say anything,” Kevin raised his hands in a placating manner and took another look around my admittedly messy room.
“You didn’t say it, but I heard it,” I muttered as I zeroed in on the piles of white and colored papers that littered my desk. I stepped to the piece of furniture and started looking for the item that I sorely needed.
I saw a red glint that was captured by the light overhead and exclaimed in triumph. I raised my first, the item clutched in it. I joined Kevin near the entrance to my room and led him outside, giving one last look at the structured chaos in it.
“So, let me ask,” Kevin started and I already knew what questions was coming. “Why were your car keys in your class notes?”