Everly POV
I take a bite out of my muffin, looking at Zoe who looks like absolute crap. I chuckle and shake my head at her slumped form draped across the table. I came here to check on her and bring her some breakfast. Marcus had gone to collect Casey so Macey could take Zoe’s shift today, and I now understood why she couldn’t work.
“Stop laughing,” she groans before getting up and walking to the fridge with her melted bag of frozen peas.
“Ew, throw them away,” I tell her, taking another bite from my muffin. She snatches another bag of frozen vegetables, stuffs them down the front of her pajama shorts, and sighs. I snort as she awkwardly walks back to her chair and sits on it.
“My v****a feels chaffed. Is that possible?” Zoe groans, resting her head on the tabletop.
“It’s like he brok
