It was good to know that they had the choice between whether they wanted to share or not. August personally preferred his own space, but he didn't expect the other boys to want to room with him anyway. Having no reason to remain in the kitchen, he decided to make his way upstairs without another word. He took this time to examine the interior of the house, as it was very different from the colorless walls and ceilings of Area 51, but it was also not very similar to the buildings back on Artemis either. It was actually kind of strange, but it wasn't surprising that they'd try to make the place as cozy as they could.
This house had one reason for standing, and that was to prepare them for returning to Artemis as spies. He had to admit, he was quite curious on how they planned on actually forcing them to commit that kind of betrayal. Maybe they were creating a chip or device of some kind that would control their minds? There's be no point in letting them live at the estate then. Perhaps they sent them here as an apology, a way to win their favor and use it as bribery so they'll do as their told.
That would prove to be futile, though. He doubted any of the others would go along with that, not that he wouldn't. It's not as if his life back on Artemis was all that luxurious anyway. If they assured him a comfortable life here he wouldn't feel bad about returning to his home as a spy. Then again, "comfortable" didn't sound all that great to him either. He'd get bored much too easily, plus he wasn't so naive to believe any such promises. He would likely just end up right back in a cell.
He returned to the first door on the left. He spotted his name here when he reached the top of the stairs, but had continued down the hallway to read the other names. Of course they'd put him furthest from the human's room. 'What was his name again? Xav- something.' It was Xavier, and he remembered it clearly, but for now he'd pretend not to know it.
As the door closed behind him he stood still for a moment, his eyes scanning the room as he tried to locate the best spots where the security cameras could've been placed. The room wasn't different from that of hotel room, with plain colored walls and a tan carpet floor. He then walked towards the dresser against the right wall, his fingers running along the covers of the bed as he did so. It sure did feel nice to know that he wouldn't be sleeping on a cell floor tonight. After the first few days it was actually easy to sleep on a hard surface, allowing his body to adapt to the harsh sleeping environment so he wouldn't wake up sore every morning. However, he was still glad to have a soft bed to sleep in.
He reached the dresser and opened each drawer to view it's contents before picking out some clothes and turning towards the bookshelf, knowing there was most likely a camera embedded in the wood somewhere. "You can watch me as long as you're cute," he joked before stripping down and slipping on a black t-shirt and a pair of black sweat pants. He really didn't care who was watching him. After all he'd been viewed naked plenty of times within the walls of Area 51.
Turning to leave, he stopped as he caught sight of something familiar in his peripheral vision. Sitting atop the desk along the far wall was the jacket he had been wearing when they first arrived at Earth. He walked over to it and picked up the folded hoodie and stared at it a moment, remembering how he had constantly brought it up to the scientist and security guards that he'd like it back. It smelled of antiseptic, but that didn't matter. The rain would wash that away. This kind of frustrated him though, but he brushed the annoyance away and put it on before leaving his room.
"I'm going outside to get some fresh air. Can't be shut up indoors with weather like this!", he said loudly with a smile as he hopped down the stairs. "Anyone can feel free to join me, of course." He didn't wait for a reply from the boys downstairs, knowing Antos would be the last person to go out in the rain. His fear of water was pretty amusing, to be honest. It looked like the girls had all headed up to their rooms for now, too.
He exited the kitchen and hurried out the front door, thrilled to see that the rain had begun to come down. It wasn't a heavy storm or anything, but even so, he had to admit the feel of the cold liquid against his skin was refreshing. Actually, being outside at all was wonderful in itself.