West had some how managed to talk the group in to going to the party
Niya even agreed with him as she said that a party was the best thing they need to to shake off about their near-death experience at Post Six.
Now everyone was just getting ready to go to the party.
In the bunk room the clerk had assigned to them, West was already fully dressed and ready to go. He was sitting with his legs crossed on top of his bed and whistling a happy tune as he wait for Evan and Reynold to get ready.
The clerk put all three of them in the same room.
"Get up. We are ready," Evan suddenly said as he tossed a wrapped cloth straight at West and it landed on West chest.
West quickly stand up as he continues whistling and walking to the door.
Reynold seeing his happy face, shook his head as he let out a drg smile. West was already bouncing.
Damn! The dude has been vibrating with pure joy ever since he heard about the party.
What is his obsession with parties anyway? Reynold thought.
