Sam sighed, not really upset, but headed towards the stairs. Joey didn't wait to run this time, making sure to step in all the right places not to make another sound as he ascended the stairs. Sam kept coming, though, and Joey knew he would soon be caught. It was too late to try and play it off as though he was just walking down the stairs, but he could still bolt into his room or Marc's room. The sound would make it evident where he had gone, depending on how drunk Sam was.
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