It's been three days since Xander told me the story behind his hatred for Omegas, and it's also been three days since I last saw him.
From what I know, has been working like a madman because of those wild rogues creating havoc.
My wounds have healed about ninety percent, leaving the ten percent to my back.
A knock sounded at the door, knocking me out of my daydreaming.
"Ohaiyo..." I said tiredly to Quincey who’s holding a tray of wonderful delicious mouth-watering food in her hands.
"Ohaiyo Cat!" She chirped as she put the tray on the bedside table with a 'clank'
"Come on! Cheer up, it's Friday, TGIF!" She cheered as she bounced onto the bed, causing me to bounce as well.
"Quincey-"
"Okok I got it, stay here all you want and sulk like a boogie zombie." She chided as she folds her a
