A/N: This chapter is kinda fast paced so hopefully it isn't confusing. HAPPY reading. :)
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Davy's eyes opened, still a little dazed. As a throbbing pain flared up in his head, he couldn't help but bite his lips.
"Fuck," Davy cursed, placing his hand on his head and lightly caressing it. He sat slowly. Before another curse could escape his lips, all of his words became stuck in his throat the moment he lifted his head and saw three pairs of eyes staring at him.
He froze and blinked as if to confirm his vision. "What's going on?" he couldn't stop himself from asking the three of them. The way they were looking at him felt strange; their faces appeared uneasy, even Fallan, who was normally calm.
Nobody responded to him, as if statues were staring at him... They were more like they were waiting for something to happen. What were they waiting for? Davy narrowed his eyes as he tried to recall what had happened the night before.
