They take the last of the stairs together, awkward tension melting away.
They easily find Mrs. Jacobs house, the people living on the first floors were mostly new families and the elderly and they were all so nice that Keiran was already backtracking on his opinions on his Pack members.
Dream wasn't even surprised by this, he knew that there were nice people in Dale's Pack, the troublemakers just liked to do the most.
Mrs. Jacobs was happy to see them, insisting on giving them muffins and watermelon juice, no matter how many times they refused, she even packed up a basket for the 'Alpha'
"It's no wonder she was the one handling most of the business, that old lady has a one track mind." Keiran mutters under his breath when they are long gone from her house and hallway and are currently making their way up the first floor.
Dream laughs at this. "You looked horrified when she offered us snacks, have you been watching murder documentaries?" He teases.
