Killian

Killian

This is day three of this storm, and it doesn’t look like it is letting up anytime soon. The pranks continue, and I am glad to say that I have not been targeted yet. I know that my turn is coming, and I have been anticipating it. As long as my hair doesn't get dyed, I really don't care. I am positive that one of the women is the secret prankster, but so far, we have not been able to find proof or catch them in the act.

“Any more updates on either of those two assholes.?” I asked,

“Nope, Storm says that they are still laying low. This shitty weather has everyone housebound.” Drake says.

The only reason that Silas and I can come over is that we happen to live right across the street, and it takes literally two minutes to get from either one of our houses to the twin's house. We have been video-calling the others a lot since we can’t cross the borders to visit due to the storm. The women walk down the stairs at that moment. They have been up in Ty’s office. Graysto