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Sleep was not easy for me. I spent the entire night tossing and turning. Looking at myself in the mirror I look rough. My brown curly hair sat flat on the top of my head. Dark bags hung under my deep brown eyes.
I dressed in some black basketball shorts, and a white T-shirt. Sitting on my bed, I debated on going downstairs, or staying where I am. I decided to stay. I'm not sure I could handle seeing anyone this morning honestly.
After about 20 minutes Ryce mind linked me. I wasn't even sure I wanted to answer. Reluctantly I did though.
Yes Alpha?
Are you coming down for breakfast? Ambrose made burritos and they're good as f**k.
I paused.
Do I want to risk seeing Ridley or Caleb?
Who's all there?
What does that matter?
I sighed. I
