That b***h threw me out! I was beyond mad, but I know Freddy is a big boy and if something he's hands down the most collected person I know. Before Christmas at Alistairs he hasn't lost his s**t once in his life. Maybe that's the universe playing with our family, he got the whole calmness meant for both of us, while I got stuck with doubled up short temper. Why do I always get screwed in genetic roulette?
After leaving them in Freddy's condo I realized it was too late to see Rob so I returned to my place and read the book for a while longer. Alright, it was supposed to be a while, but when a knocking spread in my living room and I glanced at my phone I realized it was already after midnight.
Surprisingly at my doorstep stood Max with a backpack in his hand. Absolutely the last person I
