Lance POV
Chad nudges my arm. “Come on, man. We need to go out and have some fun with our friends. It has been days since we have. They are waiting for us.”
I snort and shake my head. “No. I don’t feel like it.”
The clicks of the game controller and the sounds from the video game fill the room. Chad shakes his head. “This isn’t like you. You never turn down an offer to go out with friends, and you don’t stay this long back home. We are always out of this place, only coming back when we are ordered to. I don’t know how much longer I can hide from my family.”
Tap. Tap. Tap.
I tilt the control and, with my focus fixed on the TV, I grunt, “Then you go out and go back to our friend’s place. You don’t need to stay here.”
Tap. Tap. Tap.
He tilts his controller in the same direction as min
