Travis' POV

I appeared before Carlos' door. How I hate to see him right now, but I have no choice.

His father instructed me to bring him to the party.

It shouldn't be a big task since the party is taking place in this house.

I'll drag him to the venue if I have to.

I placed a gentle knock on the door.

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He groaned from inside the room—tiredly.

I knocked again, slightly louder than before.

"Go away!" He commanded. His voice faintly audible.

"It's almost time for your father's birthday party.

I was asked to accompany you to the venue." I spoke on the door and made an...