Exhausted, drowsy, and straight-up uncomfortable, Dan wasted no time crashing onto his bed the moment they got to Killian’s house. It was in a packed neighborhood, but the place had a surprisingly spacious yard—perfect for barbecues and just chilling out. The trees Killian planted years ago had grown tall, giving the whole place a nice, shady vibe.
"You're already hittin' the sack?" Killian asked, noticing how Dan had disappeared into the guest room he always used and was now sprawled out on the bed, looking totally wiped.
"Man, who wouldn’t be tired after a damn-near three-hour train ride like that? Bet you’d be whining too if you were in my shoes."
"Fair enough. Get some sleep, then. I got some work to do first. If you need anything, find me in my office," Killian said before leavi
