I wake to the incredible smell of cooked bacon. Knowing my fridge is completely empty, apart from some alcoholic seltzers and water, I think I must be dreaming. I ended up falling asleep in the spare bedroom and I feel like I’ve been hit with a truck. I get up to find my phone. I want to call my Grandma to come pick me up, so I can go home and get the rest of my stuff together. Well most of it anyway, I decided I will leave some of my belongings there, so I can spend the night when I’m lonely. I walk out of the room and see Alpha eating out of a foam plastic, to-go container at the kitchen island.
“Good morning Ace!” He says cheery. I forgot he stayed here last night.
“Don’t you have your own place? Like right there!” I laugh and point to the ceiling.
“Yes, but reguardless, I brought
