I shook my head and pressed the call icon as I got sh.it ready for a quick shower. And of course, Feral answered on the second ring, sounding angry as hell for no reason.
"Fu.cking finally!" He growled. "And I'm calling her Plant Girl for the rest of her damn life after the sh.it she pulled."
I rolled my eyes at him.
"Respect my girl," I said. "You interrupted us because you're terrified of our prez right now. Don't take that out on my pretty little flower."
"Just tell me where last year's taxes are for the club," he grumbled.
"Told you to just ask War," I replied.
"Just tell me, you jacka.ss!" he hissed.
"Okay," I said with a laugh. "They're in War's office. Where all the other years are kept. Gonna have to ask him for them."
"You're fu.cking with me," he stated.
"Dude, just own
