Zack
"You sure?" Noah asked as I unbuckled my seat belt.
"Yeah, it'll be fine." I sighed, running my hands through my hair.
"Link if you need us." Owen said as I exited the car.
I nodded, cursing myself for losing rock-paper-scissors and thus being the one selected to check on Lorraine. The one to make sure she was no longer in heat, and come up with some bullshit excuse to leave again if she still was. All things considered, I was probably best suited for this mission.
Goddess knows Owen and Noah would probably fail miserably at trying to come up with an excuse to leave, which I suppose wouldn't be the worst thing to happen, it would just come with some questions that we literally might not be able to answer. I was cursing my father especially hard this past week, having to be awa
