Five had gone to his room and gotten a towel and fresh change in clothes, and made his way to the showers. He spent quite some time beneath the shower, at least a full hour, letting his heightened state of frustration wash away as much as it could before he risked bumping into anyone else. With a hand on the wall and the water hitting his head and cascading down over his body, he hung his head, watching it all spiral around and then down the drain, as if taking notes on some metaphorical analogy. Something big was going on and he was being left in the dark. Even when confronting Two about it, he outright denied Fives claim, outright lied to him as far as he was concerned. But Five knew he was becoming a big risk in this state of mind, for the first time in a long time, and watching the water swirling the drain, he knew the safest way to get through this with everyone intact at the end of the day was the same as always. Suppression. After a while, he let out a heavy sigh and simply muttered "whatever..." He couldn't keep stewing on this and certainly couldn't continue trying to pry anymore. The last thing he, or anyone else for that matter, needed was more rejection and lies to strike even more nerves. Eventually things would play out and reveal themselves, and Five was more than capable of handling anything that would be thrown at him, even if this was some big plot against him. Of course he can handle himself, he's the best of the best, after all..
Five finished up his shower and got dressed, not more than half an hour prior to when Two and Three would make their way in. He was running late for dinner time, but couldn't be bothered. He wasn't hungry right now after all this, plus he knew others would be there, and he still wasn't willing to deal with any of them. Instead, Five just made his way to his room for the night, laying back in bed and reading some more of his book, hearing the PA chime signaling time to call it a night. He stayed up in his room reading for another hour or so before putting the book down and rolling over in his bed. The next day would be bound to be a bit awkward, seeing as he wouldn't be going out of his way to avoid people then, and certainly wouldn't be in any mood for friendly chatter having this scenario still lingering over him. If anyone confronted him, he wouldn't hesitate to give them a bit of attitude back. Not enough to be offensive, but enough to show that he was not happy with what was going on around here regarding him. Eventually Five finally drifted off to sleep..