Chapter 26

Unknown to her, the disaster did not leave the town called my home. Do you know how sometimes the author has no idea and just throws every absurd idea into the plot to get an outcome and finally end the story?

Yeah, that'll be happening here.

"Uh hello, um... counselor?" I greeted, forgetting my breath reeks of alcohol until she put her palm over her mouth.

"Mrs. Burro." She replied curtly.

I cleared my throat, stepping back in embarrassment while I sneaked a glance at Noah who sprayed his mouth with a refresher quickly.

I blinked in surprise, thinking about him actually having that as a carrier item. Does that mean he drinks on a daily basis?

"Mrs. Burro, let's go to the living room." He addressed.

We all walked over to the walking room only to be struck by the lightning of chaos part infinite. I can't keep a count on my hurricane hits in the house.

"Oh-" He suppressed himself from saying anything and pushed me forward to hand