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Katelyn The music from the room next door was creepy and she didn’t understand how those two lived their lives together like it was a musical afterparty of some sort when the violence was over. Alex and Nora needed to stop celebrating. Okay, not really. It was nice they had one another wholly, but seriously? How was that type noise supposed to set a mood for those two? Katelyn had a theory that it didn’t actually matter what the song or style was. Alex would use any excuse to get into Nora’s pants. Considering they clearly had s*x three feet away from a corpse earlier. Katelyn put her headphones in, hoping to block out the sound, but just about every song made her think about Alex and Nora and what they were doing. That, and what Gabe was clearly holding out on bec