Chapter 108
Glass and pots clinking, along with chatter made me peel my eyes open. They had crust in their corners, which I wiped away with a yawn. Multiple voices came through the walls. After sitting up and stretching the sleepiness away, I recognized them, along with the scent of food cooking. I climbed out of bed and glanced around the room. The comforter was crumpled in a perfect outline of where I’d slept, as if I hadn’t moved an inch in my sleep. I hadn’t even bothered to get under the cover. I scratched my scalp, feeling my tangled hair. I searched for something more presentable to wear to join them for dinner. “Um, excuse me, Pepper’s house? Can I get like a shirt and jeans or something?” I whispered, not sure if I should be talking to the wall or something. The hair on the back of my neck
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