While the three were busy organizing the pack of old music tapes in the living room, they paid attention to the discussion happening in the makeshift 'baking' room beside the dining table.
This… this was not how Sky had imagined his morning.
Chris... completely comfortable with his mother, to the point where he was happily flirting with her.
Earlier.
Sky had been too distracted to think straight, but he knew he needed backup. Without wasting time, he grabbed his phone and made a group call.
"I need your help. Can you come over?"
Noel answered first, sounding like he'd just been dragged out of a coma. "What now? Did you set your house on fire because someone looked at your pretty boy again?"
Sky scowled. "I know you're mad at me. I'm sorry. I'll properly apologize later."