Chapter 138

It was almost nine when Avi decided to wake the rest of them up. As soon as he saw Scott sleeping on his back, he smirked. Karma is a bitch, Scottie. Avi crept over to the side of the bed that Mitch was on, and his smirk grew. He leaned down and kissed Mitch's forehead in hopes of waking him quietly. Mitch's eyes fluttered open. "Alph--" Avi slapped a hand over his mouth, and raised a finger to his own lips. Mitch nodded in understanding, but furrowed his eyebrows nonetheless. Avi waved him over to stand up. Mitch instantly stood, and when Avi laid down next to Scott, his eyes widened in realization. Scott had an arm around Avi in seconds, thinking it was Mitch. Avi turned to look at the sleeping body beside him, and tried to think of what would make him most similar to Mitch. He bit his lip to hold in a laugh when he thought of it. Avi gently began poking Scott's chest. Scott didn't open his eyes when he tiredly rumbled, "Mitchie, what did I say about poking my 'boobies'?