71: Messier

ALAINA

“Today we decide!”

“Over beer and chicken wings?” I scoffed as I fell onto the couch beside Lorraine, laying completely until my legs stretched to hers and I quietly placed them.

Her dress kind of tickles, actually. Lorraine sighed tiredly, a hint of defeat in her tone and I sat up immediately.

If Lorraine could sound exhausted, then I probably had no chance against it. She was the biggest energy bank I knew. I joined her in staring at the email as we had for the past hour, after spending the earlier hour cussing at Logan and his stupidity.

I was pretty sure if Lorraine was there, he would have been a casualty. I ran my hands through my thick, oddly tangled hair before a defeated sigh ripped from my lips too.

Seriously. What were we going to decide? Lorraine reached for a can of beer out of the tray and opened it. The liquid fizzled to the top and spilled on the table a little. She opened another and pushed it to me.

I smiled in response. Responsible women shouldn't drink al