Chapter 31 A Match Made In Hell
- 《 Shirley 》
- I was rolling over the bed, groggy from sleep. My head felt heavy as a rock, and my memories from last night were hazy. I was wondering what I did after coming out of Dylan's cabin when a loud voice drummed up my ears, "Wakey wakey, Snorlax. Or else, I'm going to tickle you."
- "Don't you dare, Xavier," I warned, shooting a death glare at him while sitting up.