Between Two Naughty Wolves
I just wanted to get to my room, pour a very large drink and scream into a pillow for a solid ten minutes but I barely made it three steps inside.
“Allison! Oh, thank god!”
Ashley came rushing toward me, her heels clicking a frantically on the floor. She looked… different.. not excited anymore. She looked pale and worried.
“Not now, Ash,” I said, holding up a hand and not breaking stride toward the elevators. “Whatever it is, it can wait. I need five minutes to digest the fact that I just met a real-life Gandalf who apparently gets my mail before I do.”
“No, it’s not that...” she started, but then she stopped dead, her eyes going wide as she looked past my shoulder.
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