Kendra
I was doomed. Those queen bees were persistent in trying to come into my house. I didn't even know why they were insisting so much. I never branded myself with old-money aesthetics either. So the materialistic reason should be thrown off the list. And the other reason left was their intention to pull a prank on me.
What in buffoonery was this?
A human? Trying to mess up with a werewolf? Wasn't that too funny to even imagine?
But seriously, I worried about their safety. Roman would have serious turbulence inside his mind every time he saw a freshly alive human walking. On top of that, three young girls with loud voices. He would go crazy to kill them or bang them. Or maybe both.
How I wished Angel would cancel this ridiculous group project instead.
