“You going home already?” André asked Zac from over his shoulders as Noah drove past a long winding road flanked with Cypress trees that towered over them, casting shadows on the windshield of Noah’s car as the dark slowly cut through the orange skies.
Zac just nodded from behind him, giving André a rather forced smile. “It would be nice if I’d be able to stay longer, but my grandmother wasn’t really considering the idea. She’s gonna disown me if I ever miss Christmas with family.”
André just laughed, sliding down on his seat with his knees pressed against the dashboard. “Yeah, well, you’re lucky you still have a grandmother.”
“Why? Where’s yours?”
André shrugged. “Probably out somewhere in Japan leading a Yakuza invasion or something.”
Noah’s eyebrows furrowed at this and he glanced
