A Mystery

STORM

"Have a nice night, Storm." Lent said to Storm as they stopped by her house.

The time should be around 11pm now.

Storm nodded her head fitfully to his wishes. "Thanks Lent for seeing me home, for helping me get my friends home. Thanks a lot."

A small smile stayed on her lips, even after Lent nodded and walked away. The big man was truly zealous.

Not wasting another second, she turned the knob of the front door and heaved in relief when she saw that it wasn't locked. At least her family had kept it open. At least thry hadn't locked her outside.

Nice of them. She thought sardonically, walking into the dark sitting room.

Pulling her phone from the front pocket of my black underwear, she switched on its torch, not wanting to alert the household of her presence, not ready for an earful from Miranda. She just wanted to drop on her bed and sleep off.