Cameron fidgeted in his seat. Akira was in the washroom at the moment, and Cameron was marshaling his courage and will power. Remember you’re not alone anymore, he thought. After rearranging his silverware for the umpteenth time, he felt Akira come back

“No! Get out! Zas! Come get the Pretty Baby before I do something we’ll all regret!” Cameron yelled down the hall, as he used his arms to block Ezza’s way into his room. The horrors she would enact in his room would

Are you coming out? Zas had been waiting for a while. Honestly, what’s taking her so long? Sighing for the hundredth time he started shuffling his one foot back and forth in front of himself. I don’t know about this. Ezza sounded