Interesting night?

He took his relative freedom to wander from the pack now a days for granted, he was regretting it now. Lachlan’s head was absolutely pounding this morning and at this point wasn’t even sure if he was going to make it all the way home. Surely his father wouldn’t notice if he was gone another day. He didn’t remember the whole night, but he did remember swimming in the ocean with a pretty girl. That thought was the shining gem from his night because this morning was awful.

The young man groaned as he neared the border, almost certain that Aryn had already made it home safely but he wasn’t certain either. He hoped so or he knew he was going to feel even worse about going. Ugh he didn’t want another drink ever again, he just wanted to go drawl into his den and pretend he didn’t exist. At the edge of the border he took in a deep breath, impressed he had made it so close. Now he just had to avoid any patrols or his dad.