Evelyn's POV
It was bad.
It was very bad.
I almost fell into the toilet in desperation as I hastily locked the door to the tiny bathroom that I'd deemed my new temporary safe haven. The cramped lavatory was so small that if I outstretched my arms in any direction I'd hit a wall, but at that moment it felt as if this tiny room was the most space I'd had in hours.
I thought I'd expected the worse when considering what this party would entail. I had visions of teeth and howling and bloodshed, with little old me stuck in the middle with only my Xannax to protect me. But never, in my wildest fantasies, did I expect them to be so...
Friendly.
And I'm not talking about polite stranger on the bus friendly. I'm talking overly comfortable neighbour who opens your mail kind of friendly.
I'd ne
