Ezekiel
I finally arrived home. My parents were away on one of their usual business trips, so the house was quiet. I didn’t even bother setting an alarm. There were no classes today, and after everything that had happened, I just wanted to sleep until whenever my body allowed.
I slept deeply, the kind of sleep that felt like it could last forever. But hours later, my phone started ringing. I groaned, still half-asleep, and reached blindly for it on the bedside table. My eyes were barely open as I swiped to answer and pressed it to my ear.
“Hello… who am I speaking with?” I mumbled, voice heavy with sleep.
“It’s me, Garrett.”
My eyes snapped open. Sunlight was already pouring into the room. I sat up quickly, staring at the screen to confirm it was really him. It was. My best friend — t
