House of Dead
Hazel POV “So will you tell me again where are we going?”, I look at Xander and wonder why I still hang out with him. Whenever we have hung out together, we have been in trouble. But again what’s life it not adventures “Just follow me”, he says and takes my hand like I am a five-year-old kid “You know I could follow you without you holding my hand”, I say in a casual tone and Xander leaves my hand. “It’s out of habit. I have to do it with Sam, so he doesn’t get lost or doesn’t leave me for every pretty girl he sees”, I smile thinking about how close they must be. We are at the bar and it is again packed with the locals. The last time I was here, there was a separate crowd. “Are you going to tell me now what are we doing here?”, I ask for the hundredth time now
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