Brett
The house was quiet when I unlocked the front door.
It was the kind of quiet I usually appreciated. No music shaking the walls. No girls laughing in the kitchen because Blake had somehow convinced half the campus to come over after a win. No smell of burnt popcorn because Marco forgot he was making a snack between video games.
Just silence.
Normally it helped me think.
Tonight it was the last thing I needed.
Before I could even shut the door, Ollie brushed past me and headed straight for the kitchen like he had a key to the place.
“I’m telling Liv you invited me,” he called over his shoulder.
I locked the door and laughed despite myself.
“I literally did.”
“Yeah, but it sounds more dramatic if I pretend I invited myself.”
“You usually do.”
“Exactly.”
He disappeared into
