(BL) Hunting The Field Guide

Kellen ended up inviting Brent and Casper, while also letting Gwen know of the planned dinner activities. Rhys invited Pamela, Hill, Esper Blake, and forgoed Gunther for the time being, as well as a few other members. For obvious reasons, Gunther and Casper couldn’t be in a room together.

Not until they had a moment to speak to Gunther about what was going on, and figure out what his thought process on the whole situation was. Kellen really didn’t like leaving something like this to...build, but they didn’t really have any other choice.

Casper was too fragile still from what he’d done, and Gunther still had traces of the bruise on his damn face. He was so proud of it, and it hurt Casper to even be near him right now. Kellen hadn’t even heard the whole story about what they had said to each other still, and Casper’s mental health came first in Kellen’s mind.

After all, Casper would impact Kellen more, and his Guides, whereas Gunther would impact the Espers, and Rhys more.

It was going to be a long, hard, awful conversation, and they just didn’t have the time for it yet.

Either way, the call went out. Everyone was to meet at Kellen’s apartment door if they could make it, with just themselves or some alcohol if they wanted, but tell no one else where they were going.

This was mostly for Kellen’s Dad’s safety, but also so that Gunther didn’t find out. They really didn’t need that confrontation to happen right now.

Taylor took her time getting herself packed up. So much so that Kellen’s Dad grew impatient and stormed in, helping her until she had no excuses, he was close to swearing, and Taylor looked like a dog with her tail between her legs. Kellen couldn’t laugh at her.

He knew his time was brewing. Taylor was just the appetizer. He was the main course.

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Hill’s laughter filled their ears as soon as the elevator reached Kellen and Rhys’ floor. It was a good indicator that everyone else had arrived, and when they rounded the corner, it appeared that they were right.