Marcel.
Once they got to the house, they saw Snow just outside the gate. Marcel had noticed him from a distance, his white hair was so distinct.
“Good morning, Alyssa.”
Snow said with a pleasant smile on his face as he leaned into the car through Marcel’s window.
Alyssa responded with a bright smile, a greeting and went further to ask him how he was and how his weekend was going.
As Marcel listened to the interaction, he realized Snow was pleasant with Alyssa.
Something he never was to any of the girls that Marcel ever brought around him. Maybe he also saw or felt how special she was.
Well, that was a good thing. Wasn’t it?
“Hey,”
Snow said nodding at Marcel who nodded back.
“Hey,”
This interaction would look normal in anyone’s eyes but they were mind linking.
“Loser.”
Snow
