Chapter 7

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He hadn't even realized he'd closed his eyes, but he must have, because the next thing he knew Kyle was waking him up with concern in his eyes.

They were nearing the closest stop to Lauren's, when he went to get up his calves nearly gave out, then he began to hobbled off the bus resolutely, but when he got to the ridiculously tall stairs at the exit and realized he had to step down, he thought FML with a sigh.

He got off the bus like an old man and followed Kyle at a much slower pace. When they got to Lauren's he noticed the spider had rebuilt his home from the attack of the delivery man and for some reason it made him smile. If Mr. Spider could recover, so could he.

When Lauren let them in Trav noticed not everyone was there yet. It would appear Kyle and Travis were early. Everyone else had probably gone home for dinner first, and at the thought of food his stomach growled noisily.

Lauren must have heard it, because she offered to make them all some Chef Boyardee Ravioli. It was one of his favorite can foods which made him smile and think: okay so it was the best and the worst day you've ever had, but if shitty canned ravioli is the icing on the cake of your shitty day; then was it really all that bad?

"Hey, Lauren do you mind if I have two; I really worked up an appetite today?"

In reply she simply cupped his face with her tiny palm, and looked him deep in the eyes with as much love as she could convey and said," Nope I'm making you three. You look like you could use it."

Hell yeah he thought his day was certainly looking up. He'd scarfed down all of it and crashed so hard on one side of the couch next to Liv, Marley, and Ray that it bounced up comically with the three of them on it. He'd meant to sit down more delicately. He knew he had a tendency to launch people into the air if he didn't, but he had no strength left in his thighs to do it slowly.

Everyone had laughed for quite some time over it and it was the best therapy he could have asked for. His friend's laughter healed all his wounds.

When everyone stopped giggling like school girls Xander said much to their delight, "I've got a handle on the Gorgon."

And with that being said, he passed around his phone. It was opened to a Tinder profile of a beautiful blonde woman. From his spot he could see that she looked like she might be old enough to be in college, but as he pointed out before that meant nothing in his world.

When the phone finally came to him he let out a low whistle. She really was quite the looker, and he was rethinking his objections, when Kelly grabbed the phone out of his hand and looked at the blonde with contempt.

Lifting one eyebrow she gave Xander a hard stare, "Since when do you have a tinder profile loverboy?"

Several kids winced, a couple sucked in a breath, and most of them started looking anywhere but in her and Xan's direction. All he could think was: Awkward!

Xander snatched his phone back from her and said, "Since I heard the rumor that the gorgon we've been looking for is on Tinder."

"Oh . . . "she muttered before sitting back down on the floor next to Donnie who wasn't in his Russian Blue cat form today.

"I hope you don't mind: I took the liberty of swiping right already and she's messaged me. I've set up a coffee date for nine tonight. And Connor no worries I'll take the bullet here. Okay I know she's obviously glamoured, but what can I say I've got a thing for blondes." He pointedly looked at Kelly then.

Everyone looked at each other after he said it with an ooooh . . . snap . . . you've been burn look on their faces.

"I've also got the skinny on Liam's crew."

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