~ ALISTAIR ~ Mondays suck. The weekend was trash, but it flew by fast. One blink, and it’s already Monday again. I drag myself out of bed, trying not to think about how much I’d rather just sleep through the whole week. I throw on a white shirt and black tie, then pair them with a blue jeans jacket and matching pants. Sneakers laced up. Car key in my hand. I’m out. It’s 7:45— early as hell for me. I guess no one’s forcing breakfast down my throat today, which is a damn relief. I trace my fingers along the railing as I head downstairs, but I stop dead when I spot Asher on the long sofa. Eighty-inch TV, game console in hand. Must be nice to sit around and do nothing. If that were me, I’d get mocked to hell and back. I can almost hear that voice whispering in my head. You can’t read, but you wanna play? Yeah. Screw you too. I’m almost at the door when his voice cuts through the room. “Hey, good morning.” I glance back at him over my shoulder, raising a brow. He’s got that blank,
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