Page 28 of Forgotten Arcane

“I’ve got spares,” Griff says. “They’re brand new, so you can have one of those.”

Reed chuckles, “He brought them when Neith broke her phone within twenty-four hours of owning it, and it became apparent that it might be a regular thing.”

My mouth drops open, “No way.”

The guys all burst out laughing at my shocked expression.

Griff smiles smugly, “I decided that it was probably a good idea.”

“He’s right,” Coen agrees. “The number of phones that you launch through walls when they try to wake you up in the morning is pretty high.”

“You launch phones through the wall?” River asks, looking amused.

I wince, “Yeah, but I fixed that problem. I don’t put my phone within reach of me while I sleep anymore.”

The guys once again laugh, as I grin proudly.

“I guess I should do some shopping,” Coen states, looking down at his card.

I grin, “Don’t worry, you can just get everything delivered here. You don’t actually have to go to the store.”

“Thank fuck for that,” Coen grins.

“Don’t forget to get some stuff for your room too,” Doc reminds him. “This is probably the only chance that you’re going to get to decorate.”

“Doc’s right,” Griff says. “As soon as we go back to work, we’re going to be really busy, it’s just how it is.”

Coen nods, “Yeah. I don’t really know where to start with my room.”

“Just fill it with stuff that you like,” I suggest.

He smirks, “Good idea. Hey Love, want to move into my room?”

I burst out laughing along with the guys.

“Smooth, man,” River teases.

Coen shrugs, his smile huge. “It was worth a shot.”

“Don’t forget that you can get your stuff from the keep as well,” Reed reminds him.

Coen shakes his head and grimaces, “I don’t think that would be a good idea right now. If I turn up there, then Draith is going to have to bring me in immediately, rather than delaying it for as long as he can.”

“Oh shit yeah,” Reed replies. “I’d completely forgotten about that.”

“It’s okay. I’ve made it this long without my hoard, a few more weeks isn’t going to kill me,” Coen replies with a shrug.

“We’ll figure it out,” Evander promises.

Coen nods, “I know. Let’s just eat and enjoy being all together for the first time in fucking years.”

“I second that,” I grin. I nudge Coen with my shoulder, “And if you need help with your room, I’m happy to help. Although I’m not exactly great at interior design, so you might regret that.”

Coen grins, “I’d love your help.”

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After that, we spent as long as our exhaustion would allow us together and just enjoyed being home, but it wasn’t long until I couldn’t stop yawning and my yawns set everyone off.

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