Chapter 390

Alex clenched his fists. "I swear, I want to toss you into a trash can."

Tyrone rolled his eyes. "Oh please, if you could stuff me in a toilet, that'd actually be impressive."

Alex really felt like shoving a sock in Tyrone's mouth. He took a deep breath and pleaded, "Please, I'm exhausted, I'm tired, and my head is killing me. Can I just have a moment of peace?"

Tyrone cocked his head, looking at him for a moment. "Fine... go to sleep then."

Alex sighed in relief and closed his eyes.

But no sooner had he closed them than he heard Tyrone again. "Hey, Alex, do you ever feel like you're the only sane one in your family?"

Alex shot up, rolling up his sleeves. "Tyrone, just shut it. Come on, let's have a little chat about life!"

...

Dawn broke, and Quintessa woke up before seven. The sky outside looked gloomy, hinting at rain.

beds were far from comfortable. Quintessa had gone to bed late and woke up early, her head throbbing

latter half of the night, Quintessa hardly rested well, haunted by dreams replaying her life's

years she spent in Serenitia. Sitting up and holding her forehead, Quintessa

they

noticed the bruises on their faces. Tyrone on his left cheek, Alex on

met Quintessa's surprised gaze, both looking somewhat

his throat. "It's still early. Why aren't you

hand to stop him from speaking. "First,

slipped in the bathroom last night.

"You both... slipped together?"

Alex nodded. "Yeah, together."

expression clearly conveyed her disbelief. "You think

two

"Don't jump to conclusions! I'm straight as an arrow. I like women. No, I mean, I

his eyes, though he couldn't help but admit, Tyrone had a

deserved 100

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