Dream sits cross-legged in his room, too strung up to fall asleep and unable to concentrate on the television.
His mom had been estatic to see him and was quick to relay that the entire issue had blown over, he had already informed Hayden that he would be leaving soon.
There was no need to remain at the Pack House when he didn't need to be, he felt like a freeloader.
It wasn't like he was working here like Darian but no, he was just living in a house that wasn't his and eating food that he didn't buy.
It was easy to chalk it up to his friend's hospitality but he didn't want to take advantage of that.
He eats his third muffin that he had swiped from the bakery and sighs forlornly, it was unlike him to feel like this, empty like he was missing something.
Jennie had been relieved to see him and he kept her company at the bookstore, filling her in on Apple's delivery.
