Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-27624831-20190209161644/@comment-34052734-20190420200852

“Now can we go home?” Mark asked Peter who had seemed to be irritated. The limousine driver had missed the company of Winter who always kept his head straight. Gabriel always had to go out and do some fight and get some money, but Mark felt like Danielle must have missed him, too. He felt his stomach scrunch up thinking about home.

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Peter’s lips tugged into a slight frown. Mark had been a pest ever since college—high school even. He was always whining about the little things. “Let your brother enjoy his win and then we can drive back. You know how he is.” In turn, he had listened to Mark’s huff.