Noah's POV
"Why are there a bunch of humans all sprawled out in the living room? Wait, never mind they're our humans. I saw him and kind of freaked. Hey, Noah," Jeff seid, as he awkwardly moved around everyone's sleeping bodies and made it to the couch. Where he made himself comfortable. He sipped his coffee and put on the tv muting it, but putting on subtitles.
"Hey, Jeff," I whispered and he eyed us all.
"I can see Cameron and Mitch and there's Iowa with — hold my s**t, isn't that Rowan Ripley? You're friends with Rowan Ripley?!" he whisper-yelled at me and I smiled.
"He's also Mitch's uncle, yes, Mitch and Zio are related to the Ripley's," I said and his eyes widened.
"Holy f*****g s**t, Penelope would lose her s**t. She has a thing for Leven Ripley."
"He's gay. He also has a
