It was around 7 at night when somebody came into my room. At first, I’d thought it was Mitchell, but then realized that he’d wait until I came to him to talk. I was actually scared it was Brooks, but that went away when I saw Brendan coming into my room, slowly closing the door behind him.
“Hey,” he smiled, taking a seat at the foot of my bed. He unknowingly cut off my view of the movie, so I simply turned it off. I’d seen it a million times anyway. “Are you hungry?”
I scoffed, crossing my arms. I really have to stop doing that, though. It only pulls their attention away from my face. “I’m not sitting through another meal with Rhys and the ring-ling brothers.”
Brendan chuckled at my nickname for Brooks and Mitchell before grabbing my hand. “C’mon,” he whispered, pulling me out of bed.
