Alec emerged from his bedroom not in effortlessly stylish clothes that accentuated his lithe frame, but with a giant comforter wrapped around him, eyes blurry and curls a mess sticking out of it. Brian snorted to himself as he watched fron the kitchenette, making a snack. Lisa and Taylor were painting their nails on the couch. The one-boy burrito collapsed sideways onto the couch, like a misshapen potato. He mumbled something. Lisa rose an eyebrow. “Sorry, we didn’t catch that. Nobody here speaks cocoon.” “Maybe Taylor.” Brian said fairly. “If it’s a caterpillar in the cocoon.” “Technically a pupa at … Continue reading WIP of Bet on It Chapter
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