Hours had passed in a blink of an eye and they were already done practicing for their presentation. The guests ate dinner with them and afterwards, Ivar had volunteered dropping Frey, Arlo, and Dharvey off in front of their houses using their master's car.
After dinner and doing their evening chores, Angeal went straight ahead in her room after she gave her grandfather a back massage, making him sleep. The human girl had already showered as she wore a baggy t-shirt that seemed like a dress to her. It was Arvid's old shirt.
She got all of his old shirts that the young immortal no longer liked and she would occasionally use them as her night clothing.
Making herself plop down on the bed, she got her phone from the side table then opened Discord. Afterwards, she suddenly sat up when she noticed that she had a DM from Arlo.
'Oh... why?'
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