Chapter 129: Finally A Lead!
Zayn groaned as he sat up, rubbing the back of his neck with a tired hand.
The morning sun trickled in through the shutters, golden rays spilling across the floor of his room.
His muscles ached from yesterday’s not-so-friendly outing with Althea, and he still wasn’t sure if that was emotional tension or just the aftermath of carrying too many shopping bags.
He yawned, threw his legs over the side of the bed, and stretched — arms high above his head, back cracking loud enough to startle a bird on the windowsill.
"Morning already, huh?" he muttered, eyes squinting at the little device Tobias had used to face-time him yesterday.
The one with the hologram feature.
He tapped it a few times. Nothing.
Tried again.
Still nothing.
He gave it a light smack against his palm. "Yeah, I figured that wouldn’t work. Tobias, you really need to get something with a warranty."
After a quick rinse and a half-hearted combing of his hair, Zayn shuffled downstairs and whipped up some breakfast — fried honeyeggs, slightly burnt honeybread, and what could generously be described as "aggressively brewed" tea.