We finished the food with casual conversations. When they weren’t nagging Isaac about his puppy love they were really nice guys. Nate of course always had to use some inappropriate humor, but they were all so different. They completed each other in a different kind of way. Something I was still trying to figure out. Maybe this was just another one of those werewolf things I didn’t get yet.
“You two can head back,” Isaac leaned himself back, relaxing.
“Oh No!” Claire called out hearing the party starting to die down, “You boys are cleaning up back here. I’ve got stuff to do I can’t do your dishes too.”
Nate and Alex slouched down defeated and waved to me before jogging off to the kitchen.
“Shouldn’t we go help too?” I tapped Isaac on the shoulder wondering when he would offer to help
