Flowing Tears

As Alastair parked his car and turned the engine off, he opened the side door to let Rachael out.

"Really now..." He grumbled as he was greeted with a fast asleep Rachael upon opening the door.

"Rach," he began, gently shaking the sleeping girl.

"Hey, Rachael," he called out once more, with no luck.

He then let out a deep sigh. Nothing in the world was going to wake the girl up at this point. She was out cold.

"Guess I have no choice..." Alastair muttered, giving the girl a piggyback ride as he headed towards the apartment complex.

As he entered, he was greeted by four familiar faces.

"Hey..." Alastair began, waving awkwardly.

"Do you have any idea how worried we were about you?!" Aya shrieked tearfully.

"Easy, babe..." Paige whispered, stroking her head. She then turned to Alastair.

"It's just that we heard the news about that odd lightning strike at the club, and after that, you hadn't picked up any of our calls

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