Chapter 42 Forty-two - Blaine
- I slam shut the fridge in the staff room harder than I'd intended.
- "What the fuck is wrong with you today, Bly?" Arch asks, watching me with an arched brow.
- "Nothing," I mutter, opening the can of coke and tipping the contents down my throat. I need something strong, but I know Oak hates me drinking on the job.