Trouble's P.O.V.
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I'd been waiting in the library for almost an hour by the time I heard from Sabel.
Sab: Sorry, Mom dragged me out and there was drama. Come over tonight to hear about it?
I blew out a breath as I leaned back in the chair.
Me: Fine, but you owe me.
I gathered all my stuff and shoved it into my backpack before heading out. The walk home was long and brutal. There's snow on the ground and it's freezing out. I definitely do not have the right winter wear either. All I got on is a hoodie, jeans, and tennis shoes. Definitely not enough to keep me warm in the middle of winter in Michigan, but I'll manage.
"Hey! Where's your coat mister?!"
I looked up, not really expecting that voice to be directed at me, but it sure was. I was a couple
