Twenty Six

1993 Words

Cameron’s POV “Cameron. Cam. Cam!” Murphy’s annoying-ass voice was always so damn loud. I opened my mouth to tell him that, but I think it came out as more of a groan. Tell him we’re sleeping, Cooper muttered, annoyed. He buried his snout under his paws. Damn headaches. I blinked a few times, squinting against the sun. Four figures loomed over me, all of them peering down at me with concerned expressions. Two pairs of grey eyes and two pairs of bright green eyes, all looking at me strangely. One set of those green eyes was definitely Murphy, because I was certain it was his obnoxious yelling that had woken me up in the first place. I rubbed the back of my head, confused. “Are you okay, man?” Another voice I recognized. Another voice that was too damn loud. Collecting my thoughts, I rea

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