A few hours later, Elon and his entourage showed up at Cale's door without warning.
Cale was still lying on his bed, his head propped up by one elbow, when they barged in. The moment he saw them, irritation flashed across his face.
"The fuck are you guys here for?" he snapped, "Let me sleep for god's sake. It's been like two weeks since I had a proper sleep."
Elon and the others—including Nex and a few other academy students—filed into the small dorm room without invitation. Elon simply sighed and pulled up a chair, settling in like he had every right to be there as his "NO.1 Lackey".
"You don't know how much of a chaos you've caused, do you?" Elon asked, he found the entire situation both amusing and exasperating.
Cale stared at him without moving. "What chaos? We just had a spar. And it's not like I won it or something."
