After our eventful day, I drove home with the boys.
Their house was medium sized with a regular kitchen, some bedrooms, a couple bathrooms and various other household objects.
"Thank you for everything back there! I truly appreciate it. If not for you I don't know where I'd be right now aside from in a trunk..." I said, shivering slightly.
Peter wrapped a huge hug around me.
I nodded gratefully.
"So what do you do in the daytime?" I asked them, curious.
"Write songs, take various day jobs go to school somedays." They said nonchalantly.
"Sounds like a great life... Wish I had that life..."
"It's not the best life you could ask for. Love what you have, honey."
I nodded having heard that before.
"OH NO!" Lek suddenly jumped up and yelled.
"What is it??!" The rest of us yelled.
"We're late for band practice!"
With that we all got back in the car and rode to the studio where I got to be the MVP of their group for a day.
I felt great after that and as we went to sleep, I was much happier than I had been for several weeks.