~ Asher’s POV ~

* KNOCK! * KNOCK! * KNOCK! *

Asher woke up to a loud pounding on the door. He rolled over to his side, checking the time on his phone. It was eight in the morning. Letting out a tired groan, he rolled off the mattress on the floor and got up to his feet.

“Someone please get the damn door or I’m gonna fúcking kill someone!” Mikey groaned with his eyes still closed. He was sleeping on the couch, and on the floor next to him were Malcolm and ...