[Avery's POV]
"Why didn't you freaking told us?" Neria asked, half-pissed and half-surprised while chewing his lobster balls.
We're wearing a pair of bonnets and a thick jackets as winter didn't actually stopped. The streets are all almost covered with snow and the sun was barely showing up these days.
My hands are inside my pocket, protecting it from the cold. I smiled at Neria's reaction. We're heading to the café where we decided to meet-up with the others.
"Gosh, Avery! I knew it! Michael told me but heck, we didn't got the chance to see Xanthite. Wait, did he really just left after Christmas?" She really still can't believe that Xanthite already left. She keeps assuming earlier that I was just hiding Xanthite from them. Why would I that? It's not that they'd took Xanthite from me
