“If you come within two feet of thi

“If you come within two feet of this curtain, I will poke
out your eyes while you sleep.”
“I won’t peek, Pidge,” he chuckled.
I waited under the water with my arms wrapped tightly
across my chest. He spit, gurgled, and spit again, and then
the door closed. I rinsed the soap from my skin, dried as
quickly as possible, and then pulled my t-shirt and shorts
on, slipping on my glasses, and raking a comb through my
hair. The night moisturizer Travis had brought caught my
eye, and I couldn’t help but smile. He was thoughtful, and
almost nice when he wanted to be.
Travis opened the door again. “C’mon, Pidge! I’m
gettin’ old, here!”
I threw my comb at him and he ducked, shutting the
door and laughing to himself all the way to his room. I
brushed my teeth and then shuffled down the hall, passing
Shepley’s bedroom on the way.
“Night, Abby,” America called from the darkness.
“Night, Mare.”
I hesitated before landing two soft knocks on Travis’
door.
“Come in, Pidge. You don’t have to knock.”
He pulled the door open and I walked in, seeing his
black iron-rod bed parallel to the line of windows on the far
side of the room. The walls were bare except for a lone
sombrero above his headboard. I half-expected his room to
be covered in posters of barely-clothed women, but I didn’t
even see an advertisement for a beer brand. His bed was
black, his carpet gray, everything else in the room was
white. It looked as if he’d just moved in.
“Nice PJ’s,” Travis said, noting my yellow and navy plaid
shorts, and grey Eastern tee. He sat on his bed and patted
the pillow beside him. “Well, come on. I’m not going to bite
you.”

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

"Jika Anda datang dalam waktu dua kaki dari tirai ini, aku akan menyodok
keluar mata Anda saat Anda tidur."
"Aku tidak akan mengintip, Pidge," ia tertawa.
Aku menunggu di bawah air dengan tangan saya dibungkus erat
di dada saya. Dia meludah, menggelegak, dan meludah lagi, dan kemudian
pintu ditutup. Saya dibilas sabun dari kulit saya, kering sebagai
secepat mungkin, dan kemudian menarik saya t-shirt dan celana pendek
pada, tergelincir pada kacamata saya, dan menyapu menyisir saya
rambut. Malam pelembab Travis telah membawa tertangkap saya
mata, dan aku tidak bisa menahan senyum. Dia bijaksana, dan
hampir bagus ketika ia ingin menjadi.
Travis membuka pintu lagi. "Ayo, Pidge! Aku
gettin 'tua, di sini!
"Aku melemparkan sisir saya padanya dan ia menunduk, menutup
pintu dan tertawa sendiri sampai ke kamarnya. Aku
menggosok gigi dan kemudian beringsut menyusuri lorong, melewati
kamar tidur Shepley pada jalan.
"Malam, Abby," America dipanggil dari kegelapan.
"Malam, Mare."
Aku ragu-ragu sebelum mendarat dua mengetuk lembut di Travis
'pintu.
"Ayo di, Pidge. Anda tidak harus mengetuk.
"Dia membuka pintu dan aku berjalan di, melihat nya
besi-batang hitam tidur sejajar dengan garis jendela di paling
sisi ruangan. Dinding yang telanjang kecuali untuk tunggal
sombrero atas kepala-Nya. Aku setengah berharap kamarnya untuk
dibahas dalam poster perempuan hampir tidak berpakaian, tapi aku tidak
bahkan melihat sebuah iklan untuk sebuah merek bir. Tempat tidurnya adalah
hitam, abu-abu karpet nya, segala sesuatu yang lain di ruangan itu
berwarna putih. Itu tampak seolah-olah ia baru saja pindah.
"Bagus PJ," Travis mengatakan, mencatat saya kotak-kotak kuning dan biru
celana pendek, dan tee Timur abu-abu. Dia duduk di tempat tidurnya dan menepuk
bantal di sampingnya. "Nah, ayo. Aku tidak akan menggigit
Anda. "