I want you to be safe.

Next morning.

"You slept well, right?" Joey asked, looking at Alex with a concerned expression. Alex nodded and replied, "Yes, surprisingly, I managed to get some rest despite the snoring and your heavy leg."

"You have no idea how loud you were snoring, Joey!" Alex exclaimed, trying to mimic the snoring sound with exaggerated gestures. "It was like a symphony of snores, a concert I didn't sign up for!"

Joey burst into laughter, unable to contain himself. "Oh come on, Alex! I can't help it if I have the talent to create a snoring masterpiece. You should be grateful for the free entertainment!"

Grinning mischievously, Alex retorted, "Grateful? More like deafened! I thought I was sharing a room with a hibernating bear! I even considered selling tickets to your snore-fest!"

"And don't even get me started on your leg, Joey!" Alex exclaimed, pretending to struggle under an imaginary heavy weight. "It felt like a solid log, crushing my poor leg all night long. I was contemplating whether I should call a professional weightlifter to lift it off me!"

Joey doubled over with laughter, realizing the inconvenience his leg had caused. "I apologize, my friend! I didn't realize my leg had developed a mind of its own. It must have thought your leg was the comfiest pillow in town!"

Alex playfully nudged Joey, jokingly exclaiming, "Well, next time you decide to use my leg as your personal footrest, at least give me a heads-up! I might as well start charging you rent for the space!"

As Alex and Joey enjoyed their morning banter, a sudden noise from outside caught their attention. It was a loud crash, followed by hurried footsteps and hushed voices. They exchanged concerned glances, wondering what could be happening.

Without a second thought, they rushed to the window and peered outside. To their surprise, they witnessed a group of individuals dressed in dark clothing, moving swiftly with a sense of urgency. They seemed to be carrying mysterious objects wrapped in black fabric.

Joey's eyes widened with alarm, and he turned to Alex, his voice filled with anticipation. "Alex, something is not right. We need to find out what's going on. It looks like they're up to no good."

Alex nodded, his curiosity piqued. They both decided to follow the group discreetly, their hearts pounding with a mix of excitement and apprehension. As they trailed behind, careful to remain unnoticed, they wondered what could be the purpose of this clandestine operation.

The group led them to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. Alex and Joey hid behind crates, their eyes fixated on the unfolding scene. They watched as the individuals carefully unwrapped the objects, revealing an array of mysterious devices emitting an eerie glow.

A shiver ran down Alex's spine as he whispered to Joey, "What could they be planning?

As Alex and Joey continued to observe the clandestine operation from their hiding spot, Alex's heart skipped a beat when he noticed a familiar face among the group. It was one of the individuals who had unmasked him during a previous encounter with his mother's notorious gang.

Fear coursed through Alex's veins as he realized the potential danger they were in. He knew that being recognized by someone from his mother's gang meant that their cover could be blown at any moment.

With urgency in his voice, Alex pleaded with Joey to leave the dangerous scene. But Joey seemed lost in his own thoughts, unaware of the imminent threat. Realizing that words alone wouldn't be enough to persuade him, Alex took decisive action.

"Joey, we can't stay here any longer. We have to leave now," Alex pleaded, his voice filled with urgency.

In a swift motion, Alex reached out and firmly grasped Joey's hand. He pulled him away from the lurking danger,They rushed through the dimly lit corridors, their footsteps echoing against the cold walls. Each step brought them closer to safety, their hearts pounding in synchrony. Alex's grip tightened, a silent reassurance that they were in this together .

Alex looked at Joey, his mind racing for a suitable explanation. He couldn't reveal the true reason without jeopardizing their safety, including the fact that he was from a royal family.

"Joey, I sensed something off about that place," Alex replied, his voice laced with concern. "I had a gut feeling that we needed to leave immediately. It's better not to take any chances."

Joey furrowed his brows, clearly puzzled. "But why? We were just having a good time, weren't we?"

Alex hesitated for a moment, searching for a convincing answer. "You know how I can be overly cautious sometimes. I felt like something wasn't right, and I didn't want to put us in any potential danger. It's better to be safe than sorry, right?"

Joey nodded, his expression shifting from confusion to understanding. "Yeah, you're right. I trust your instincts. Thanks for looking out for us."

Alex felt a twinge of guilt for keeping the truth hidden from Joey, but he knew it was necessary to protect both of them. He took a deep breath, trying to push away his worries.

"I just want us to be safe, Joey.