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Martin smirked at us as he walked inside Silas' cabin royally, with a teasing smile plastered on his face. While I was embarrassed, and feeling shy, because I knew that Martin knows what were to doing inside the locked doors. But unlike me, Silas looked annoyed and ready to kill his best-friend.

"Did I interrupt anything?" Martin asked, making him comfortable on the chair and Silas glared at him.

"Oh, you did. Couldn't you have waited for a couple of minutes when you found the cabin was locked from inside?" Silas said, rubbing his forehead, and Martin burst out laughing, shaking his head.

"Aw man, look at you, looking pissed off just because you couldn't get laid—"

"Oh my God! Shut up, Martin." I mumbled against my palms as I buried my face in them, and Martin flashed us an unapologetic smile, rolling his shoulders back, almost looking proud of himself.

"Okay, okay, no need to glare at me, Silas. I will shut up. I just came here because Felix wanted to go out to be a part of a cam