As the night went on, more shine was poured. Annie sat back and drank her juice while everyone else sipped on the many flavors of moonshine that Griffith had brought in from his cellar. Charles and Oliver sat across from each other, not letting their glances cross one another. Charles was still very much upset with his brother.
"It's getting quite late," Annie said, getting up, "I have really enjoyed catching up, but I am so exhausted."
"Awe no, don't leave, stay the night!" Aurora said, her lips feeling numb.
"I'd love to, but I have an early morning with Declan, and I'd like to go back to the house and sleep in my old room while it's still mine." Annie said, shifting a look over to Charles.
"Wait... while it's still yours? I know you're moving, but that will always be your room...
