CXVIII

SAMUEL WANTED NOTHING else but to just cancel the entirety of his plans for today, seeing that it was a Saturday and a Saturday where he's not needed in another tree-planting event or in a date with a girl that he probably wouldn't last a week with.

But alas, he had already promised Abigail and he wasn't someone to break promises, especially when he had planned everything already to the point of even calling his older half-brother personally.

The boy stood up from his bed, his head immediately aching the moment he was on his feet. "Ah fuck,"

His headache certainly wasn't helping in terms of wanting to go through with what he had planned for the day.

"Bro, you good?"

Samuel turns to Yule's voice. Just as he expected, Yule was already poking his head inside the small gap between the bedroom door and the wall next to it with a worried expression on his face.