HANNI POV

“H—Hanni?” Josh sleepily croaked and struggled to get up, but when he saw us goggling at the parchment on the table, he sprang up suddenly, eradicating every trace of sleep from his eyes and rushed over to snatch the parchment—from our gaze.

But it was too late.

“W…what are you two doing in my room?” He asked bewildered as he tried desperately to put on his pants. “I had thought the doors were locked.”

“What is happening bud?” I muttered and pointed at his muddy boots. “What are all these? Where did you go last night?”

“I had already told you that I went—”

“Josh please, do not...