ripped out of Octavius' throat at his friend's antics. It died down after a while, and Octavius' expression returned to its usual moody state.
No matter how he tried to act like he was okay, he really wasn't. But he was grateful for the few friends who had stuck around, that being Thorne and his friends.
Just then, his sister Lynn and her friend walked in. Her friend rested her body on a nearby wall, scrunching her nose in disgust. While Thorne and Octavius's cheeks turned pink in embarrassment.
They'd been at it for a while, so the stench that emanated from them was to be expected. Unless Lynn's friend was exaggerating.
Which Octavius found weird, because usually, his sister was the one with attitude. But there she was, smiling sweetly at him as she stood next to him.
