"So why are we here again?" Will asked, sitting back and folding his arms on the manager's office sofa beside Noah, who was casually examining his nails, guiltily avoiding my gaze.
"Alex and I have something to tell you both," I couldn't stop my hands from shaking as I spoke. Alex reached to engulf my trembling hands and still them in his warm grip. I took a deep breath trying my best to relax.
"And it requires us to sit down because…" a sudden light flickered behind his eyes before he buried his head in his hands, "fuck Han, you're just a kid, fuck, fucking zombies."
Scared he was going to have a meltdown I pulled my hands out of Alex's and quickly crouched down before him, hands outstretched to grab his.
"Han, a baby?" he asked, his tone a pitch higher.
"Yeah big bro, a baby," I remembered the way Hannah would call him as a kid, hoping it would help pacify him.
