The man was leaning against the wall, looking at the other side with a cigarette in his hand, and he looked to be distracted with whatever it was in his head because he didn’t turn to Emily when she called him.
My brows furrowed the longer I looked at him.
I don’t know why, but something about the man made him seem so… familiar. I guess I might just be thinking of a specific someone because he also wears all black clothes because there was no way that the person in front of us was–
“Atlas!”
My head snapped to where Emily was so fast I heard my bone crack. What the f**k?! Did she just say what I think she said?!
“Can you please open the car so I can put all the stuff I got? My friend and I over here can only carry so much stuff for so long.” She said and I can’t even feel giddy abou
