Rolling out of bed, I quickly changed into jeans and a long sleeve top. I pulled a warm hoodie over the top and hunted around for a pair of socks. It almost felt like I was back in Idaho. “Damn, I thought LA was supposed to be warm,” I grumbled as I opened the bedroom door. “Morning, sleepy head,” Roland called from the kitchen. “We thought you were going to sleep all day.” I looked at the clock on the TV, surprised to see it was almost 11:00 a.m. “Why didn’t you guys wake me?” Peter stirred something in a pan on the stove. “We figured you earned a good sleep after last night.” The door opened and Greg came in carrying a bag of groceries. He handed the bag to Roland and came over to me. He still looked tired, but less haggard than yesterday. It was probably going to take a little while for last night’s shock to wear off. Suddenly finding out you’re safe after weeks of living in fear was a lot for anyone to process.
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