*Elio*

I rubbed my forehead, the developing headache only worsening as I moved like a slug to get ready. After my last-minute warehouse trip, it was almost morning by the time I got back, giving me less than three hours of sleep. I should’ve expected the headache, my brain not cooperating today.

I set my phone down on the coffee table after my text to Cat, not sure if she was still in class or not but willing to wait if she was. I went through the motions, my ...