Nathan
When I carry Alice's bag inside and set it down on the floor, I'm aware of the stares I'm given from the living room.
Andrew rubs his eyes for effect while the brothers, Mark and Jake, are slack-jawed on the couch. Logan, the transfer who will be my replacement when I leave for the NHL, doesn't seem phased, though. He simply smiles from his armchair.
Alice is behind me. I can feel her staring at my back, and I make a mental note that I should shower again. Probably change clothes and put on a clean shirt.
"Woah!" Andrew stands up and lifts an eyebrow while his eyes work like a pendulum. He stares at Alice, then me, and back and forth. "Are you guys a thing now? I thought you hated each other."
Alice pauses in her steps, and when I peer down, the first thing I notice is her in
