TTW with rooms 5 and 7

Dimitri was just about to take a nap, when he heard something from the wall to his right. Was that a knock? He wasn't sure, so he didn't bother until he heard a female voice speaking up, husheled through the wall, but definitely there. "Looks like we have some neighbors on the other side aswell", he said towards his roommate, though not being sure if he was asleep or awake. He went over to the wall and knocked against it in the same rhythm as the girl before. "Yeah, hello there. I guess you got trapped in here aswell, hm? I didn't know they brought also women to this place...", he said against the wall. The only other people the two guys have met until now had been Cale and Miguel from the room behind the opposite wall after all.

Meg's eyes widened when she heard a man's voice coming from the room next to hers. So someone really was kidnapping people...the thought worried her even more. She couldn't tell Octavia that, she'd only panic more and Meg didn't want her that to happen. Especially not after Octavia's little panic attack that she'd had earlier on. "Well they have...whoever they are. Are you roomed with someone else too?" She asked curiously. If the kidnapper was putting people by gender, then chances were that whoever was roomed next to her was roomed with a guy. Were she and Octavia the only females that had been kidnapped? The thought made her stomach knot even more so, God, there were stories of sex trafficking but Meg had a feeling that might not be the case here. And if it were...well Meg hoped that it just wasn't, she was still a virgin after all. The last thing she wanted was to get raped...the thought alone made her skin crawl.

So it looked like she was as clueless as everyone else here. He wondered how many people they actually brought here. "Yes, his name is Garrett, but it looks like he's asleep by now. So I assume you have a female roommate then?", he asked. It should be like this, everything else would be strange. ...Well, talk about strange, being trapped in a mysterious place, kidnapped by a mysterious person. "So, did you recieve any sign from the kidnapper? A task or anything to get out? And do you have people on the other side of your room aswell?", he kept on asking. Would be good to know, maybe he could guess the size of this building... "I already sighted a camera in the corner of our room, did you see one too? The others have one in their room too, so there should be one somewhere... just to let you know that we're watched. But no answer if you talk to it, so don't bother..." He was really talking a lot, that wasn't quite usual.

Meg frowned as the man on the other side kept talking. Clearly he seemed to know more then she did on the matter. "Yes I do have a female room mate, her name's Octavia. And I haven't gotten any notes or tasks from the kidnapper. Has that happened before? The room I'm in has no windows or hidden doors...we checked. I did see the camera actually...my guess is that someone's watching us for some reason. I just wish I knew why and why they kidnapped us in the first place." She let out a shaky sigh. This nightmare just kept getting worse and worse with each moment that she spent there. How could someone have managed to get away with kidnapping so many people anyway? If she wasn't careful she could very well have a panic attack herself, which would just make things worse. "My name's Meg, I didn't catch your name." She said after a moment as she tried to take her mind off of her current situation.

After having thir talk with one of their 'neighbours' before, Garrett had just thrown himself back down on the bed, seeing as neither of them ahd any idea of whatever the hell was going on, or how to get out of there. Well... He might as well take this chance to be lazy and and do nothing. He usually did enjoy that after all.... And this time he had a pretty good excuse to do so.
As he laid there on the matress, thinking about everything and nothing, he had distantly heard the knock on the wall, but simply allowed his roommate to check it out. Turns out they ahd more neighbours, which wasn't that much of a chock at this point. He didn't move though, and just allowed Dimitri and female from the other room to carry on the conversation. They where more than capable of doing the tlaking without him after all. However.... the closer he payed attention to them, the more familiar that voice staretd to sound.
Ever sicne losing hs eye sight, he had relied more on his other senses, his hearing namely being one of them.
The moment he heard the girl's name, He sat up in bed, both in disbelief and annoynce.
"Meg Paranell," he said out loud then, enough for both Dimitri and Meg to hear. "Un-fucking-belivable," he snorted as he got up and moved towards where Dimitri was, holdig his hand out until it touched wall. "Is that... seriously you?"

"I see... not to my knowledge at least. Same here, just the bathroom. Yeah, I wish I knew too. Hopefully we'll get to know that soon... or maybe let's not hope for it if it's something terrible.", he meant. But it probably was something terrible, so maybe they should 'enjoy' the time now when nothing was happening....? "Hey, Meg. Name's Dimitri. And my roommate-", he began, but the one he just wanted to talk about suddenly raised his voice and came over to him. He had to blink a few times, before he understood what was going on. "You...know her?" Well, THAT was strange. Could it be possible that someone he knew was also here? Maybe they were all connected to each other in some way.... that would make more sense than kidnapping random people he guessed.

Meg had been about to respond when she heard an all too familiar voice speak up. "Garrett Mayfair...what a coincidence...the fates must be against me. And it's Megara to you by the way, I still haven't forgiven you for throwing your drink at me." She said stiffly, the drink in question had ruined an Oscar de la Renta gown. One of a kind no less and Garrett had known it too...God of course Garrett would be stuck in this hellhole with her. At Dimitri's question she laughed, "He wishes he didn't know me, but we go a long way back...we met each other when we were kids." She said with a little shake of her head. "So Garrett who did you piss off this time? Was it the Queen of England perhaps?" She asked unable to keep herself from being more then a little sarcastic. Garrett brought out the worst in her as everyone knew, "Ohh or maybe you threw up on someone! The possibilities are endless!" She said with a roll of her eyes.

Garrett could only smirk dryly to himself as his supicons where confirmed for him. Yes, he really did know the lady from the other side of the wall here, but before he could tell his roommate here that, Meg oh so kindly did it for him. He wasn't offended by what she said next, how could he when that's littearly the way they've comunicated with each other sicne the first tiem they met? Well, guess it was sort of comforting that certain thigns never changed... even in fucked up circumstances like the one they were in now.
"For once I actually agree with you, this kidnapping would've been much less painful if you weren't here," he smoothly shot back, his lips curving up into a playful grin. He snorted as she kept on talking, accusing him for this whole mess. "Since you clearly can't remember it youself, you're the one who threw up that time," he stated matter of factly, sliding down the wall and onto the floor next to Dimitri. "And I'm not the model here with poteintal stalkers breathing down my neck either."
Hmm... wonder if it does have somethign to do with that? Soem crazy stalker or fan ahving kidnapped Meg? yet that didn't explain why Garrett was ropped into it.
"Hey," he said then, talking to Dimitir this time. "You sure you don't have some enemies with a vendetta of some sort after you?"

He listened to their teasing conversation with his eyebrows raised. "I see...", he said then, "A model? Should I better try to get an autograph from you then?", he asked with a little smile. "So you're also kind of a public person with fans and everything, just like everyone else I've met here so far. That makes it even more strange for me... I mean, I'm a simple businessman, not even connected to the illegal scene or anything. Maybe they have mistaken me for someone else then?", he thought loudly and then sighed. The Russian tilted his head in Garrett's direction. "Hm, there is actually noone I could think off the top of my head. Maybe another businessman whose job I've gotten or someone who wasn't advanced because of me, I don't know...." It was really a mystery.

Meg snorted, "Hardly, I seem to recall you making a pass at a statue that night. Besides I never drink that much when people are going to be taking pictures of me." She pointed out. Her hands tightened a little bit when he brought up stalkers...so she'd had more then a few. Of course he'd throw that back in her face, "Well if it is a stalker they should have left you alone." She said eventually. Her expression brightened a little at Dimitri's words, "Well if we get out of here I'll be sure to sign something for you." She said lightly enough. She frowned as Dimitri spoke up, "But then why kidnap all of these other people? It makes no sense...hell none of this makes sense." She muttered and let out a sigh as she rested her head against the wall. "Who would go and kidnap rich and famous people along with people who aren't as famous? Why risk the exposure of getting caught? People are going to notice when so many famous people have gone missing. Not to mention the ones who aren't all that famous...family, friends. It just doesn't make any sense at all...the whole thing is strange." She muttered and ran a hand through her hair, tugging on a tangle.

The blonde still didn't look offended by what the woman kept sying back to him, in fact, there was a small hint of a smile on his face the more she talked. At least, this was proof enough that she's wasn't hurt or anything right? He titled his head a bit when she commented back about the stalkers, agreeing with he ron that point. If it had been one of those behind this whole thing, it still didn't explain why Garrett would be involed. Or Dimitri for that matter, who was jsut a buissness man. So, all in all.... none of this made any fucking snese whatsoever.
Garrett just snorted at Dimitri asking about an atougraph. At least that simple comment was enough to ligthen up Meg's mood... a bit... for maybe a couple seconds.
He sighed, letting the back of his head hit the wall seperating them from Meg. "So, aside from the whole kidnapping by an unkown sicko... are you alright?" he asked, vis voice for a seconds there growing a bit softer with concern.

'Something', huh? He smirked lewdly. If she was his type, she could sign his lap... Then he sighed again. "No, nothing of this makes sence...", he agreed. "Maybe we're overthinking and the kidnapper just caught completely random people, I don't know.. if he is a psycho I doubt we could understand him even if he'd explain everything to us, y'know."
He looked at Garrett, who seemed somehow amused about his little conversation with his old frienemy, before his face got a more serious expression again. Now it was Dimitri who got a little amused. Obviously besides all that fighting he really cared for her. Maybe there was something going on between them? He smirked. Wasn't that cute.

Meg's face darkened into a blush at Dimitri's innuendo, "I'm not signing private parts." She said silently grateful that Garrett was in the next room, had he been next to her she was sure he would have smirked at her. At Garrett's question she blinked in surprise, he actually sounded concerned. She smiled at that and ducked her head, "I'm fine...how are you? Are you ok?" She asked gently. It was rare that Garrett and Meg actually let their guards down around one another. They normally weren't so nice to each other, instead arguing with one another. That was the way how they just were and she rather liked that about their friendship. They could be arguing one second and the next actually show that they cared for the other. Normally they weren't vocal about that, instead just doing things for the other and vice versa. "Well hopefully none of us will get hurt on the way." She pointed out after a moment. God who knew what this sick person even wanted from them? The whole thing worried her, and she knew she wasn't the only one who was worried.