"They should have been back four hours ago!" Nathan exclaimed, nervously biting down on his fingernails. Mary and Rob were due back four hours ago and they'd never - not even once - been late home. It had left Nathan in a state. After the first hour of them being late, Nathan had knocked on my door and we'd both sat in the living room.
I hadn't moved since then and my feet had pins and needles in them. My hair was in a sloppy bun that fell down the back of my head. I wore a dark purple tank top and Sam's fluffy grey jacket. My tight black jeans kept my legs warm, and I was immensely thankful. I still hadn't been able to sleep and the effects were evident. My face was sunken in and my eyes were more than bruised. In my hands I held a mug of hot chocolate that, when I drank, warmed the whol
