Drunken LullabiesMore Like This
Koz wasn't used to coming home to strange men in his house. He hoped this wasn't the start of some horrible new trend. He was almost getting used to the idea of occasionally finding Jack seated on his front step like a stray cat when he returned home from work, but this was just getting out of hand.
“Seraph...what on Earth...” Koz sidestepped as a large man with a beard that meant business trundled past. Beyond him, Koz could see another scruffy creature with wild salt-and-pepper hair and muscular tribal-tattooed arms. “Why are there … strange... people...in my kitchen?”
His daughter glared at him. “They're not strange. They're Jack's friends from the shop, and they're fixing the dishwasher. Since, you know, you have no idea how.”
Koz decided against slamming his head into the wall in the presence of weirdos with questionable intent.
“Hey there!” An irritatingly familiar blonde poked his head around the corner. “Aren