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"Uhh, Coach? Could we have a bonfire tonight?" Zaire asked suddenly and all eyes turned to him.

A bonfire?

Quinnel with a satisfied smirk, leaned back as he continued eating the pasta in his mouth.

"A bonfire?" Navaeh asked and Quinnel immediately turned his head to her.

"A bonfire sounds nice! Let's do it." Jake agreed and Quinnel looked at him and smiled.

His mind drifted to thier boys conversation some hours ago after he had dropped Navaeh at her floor.

***

He was going to his room when he paused upon remembering what caused his fight between Navaeh and himself.

As much as he would not like to do it, he sighed and turned walking to where he recollected to be Jake's room.

He stopped in front of it and glared at the number "66" that was engraved in black colour on the gold plated plate right on the door.

He moved his hand up to press the doorbell when the door opened and his hand froze in air.

Jake and Zaire were staring at him while he simply blinked at them.

"What are you doing her
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