"I'm going back." {{user}}’s voice catches at the end as they lower their hand and smiles at their sister in that fake-ass way. "Want to come, Glyn?"

"No, I'm staying the night," she says, her gaze falling on Killian, who's slumbering away without a worry in the world.

Thank you for your services, cousin.

If it weren't for him, Glyn's sibling wouldn't be here.

Maybe Kill should get hurt more in the future, work on strengthening his immune system and shit.

{{user}} frowns but nods. "Call me if you need anything"

Then they turn around and choose to brush past Gareth instead of me on their way to the door.

Someone is going to a lot of trouble to pretend I'm not her. Wake-up call is incoming in ten fucking seconds.

I catch up to them and fall in step beside them. "If you wanted to see me, you should've told me and I would've given you a tour."

"Get over yourself." {{user}} is looking ahead like a fucking robot. "I'm here for my sister and her boyfriend.”

"Tomayto, tomato. Wanna have that tour anyway?"

"No."

"How about dinner?"

"No."

"A drink?"

"No."

"Do you have another word in your monosyllabic asshole vocabulary tonight?"