53|Pleasant Shift

~Rory~

In the mansion, Nolani’s familiar embrace instantly enveloped me the moment I stepped inside.

“I was looking for a girl’s night out,” she pouts, “but I cooked bistecca alla fiorentina for you.” She hooked an arm with mine, tugging me along with her to the kitchen, where we found Henry, drinking beer.

“Hey, Rory,” greeted Henry, a frown wrinkling his forehead. He was in his usual dressed-down clothing of shirt, sweats, and robe, but I noticed one side of his ash gray curls had been burned, fresh from what it looked.

“Hey, Henry. What happened to your - oh my god!” I squeaked when all of a sudden, another man appeared behind Henry.

I jumped behind Nolani fast li