After having the same nightmare for the third night in a row, Andy wasn’t able to get back to sleep, so he found himself awake before the rest of the house. He put on a pot of coffee and stared at his phone, checking social media while he waited for it to brew.
As he poured the first cup of what, if going by experience, would be the first of many, he could hear footsteps above him. They sounded as though they were heading to the studio, so he figured it must be Shane. He was sure neither Simone nor Kurt would be eager to enter it.
Just as he was about to take his first sip of the steaming hot liquid, Shane’s voice echoed throughout the house, loud enough to wake the rest of the group, which Andy assumed was still sleeping.
“Goddammit!” followed a loud bang.
Within seconds, more footste
