Rosemary's pov:
My back is killing me. Serves me right for not sleeping in my comfortable bed. But all in all, it wasn't for a terrible reason. In fact, I'd go as far as to say it was for the right one.
Forsaking my cushy mattress for the cold, hard living room floor was worth it since Izzy and I got to fall asleep together while practicing illusion spells.
It was definitely the throwback I didn't realize was very much needed.
Sure, our current problems and worries are thousands of times bigger than they used to be back in our teenage years' sleepovers but still…
Although there is no way my agonizing back will turn out to be the worst thing that happens to me today, considering whose doors I just stepped through.
The face that greets me from the reception counter seconds that thought almost immediately.
The only upside here might just be the absence of Adra.
