#Chapter89
/"Birdie./" He smiled slowly. Deviously, some would say, but Raven knew better. He considered that impish look a certified assurance that their day was about to get a whole lot more interesting.
/"Roooonannn,/" he sung, draining the dregs from his can and tossing it towards the wastebasket. It missed, clunking against the carpet, the last few droplets spraying about in a death whisper.
/"After we meet Darius, can we find a pinata and fill it up with popping candy?/"
/"Yes./" The lack of hesitation, the instant agreement, it had his mind wheeling back to his and Angel's disagreement yesterday. One of his snide comments about the way he already acted like Ronan's Daddy, so he might as well buck up and step up.
