A Slip of the Tongue

"Whatever, I'm just bored. Should've stayed outside and messed with those idiots instead of getting stuck here," Corbin muttered.

Derek rubbed his temples. "Quit acting on a whim. They can't stand you anymore."

"Yeah, I know," Corbin replied.

He slumped over the table, eyes closed. "With Grandpa on his last legs, I'd rather not spill any blood."

As he said this, his eyes narrowed, a sharp edge in