Scared

"Yes, it's your hubby—" Owen enthusiastically yelled. 

Andrew frowned and pursed his lips. He wasn't getting a good feeling about the entire situation. 

"Give the phone to Rachael." When Owen kept talking to someone else, he snapped, "Owen—" 

"Yeah bro….what's up?" He chuckled. "We are having fun, you should join us." 

"Give…. the…phone…to Rachael," Andrew gritted his teeth. He was getting annoyed.

"Rach—your hubby wants to talk to you." Pausing for a while, he said, "Oh I am sorry, your wife is busy with Elsa." 

Andrew sighed and pinched the space between his brows. He was trying his best not to snap at his stupid cousin who was definitely drunk and high on something. 

"Where are you guys?" 

"I have no idea but it's a very cool place," Owen exclaimed. 

"Send me your location." When he did not say anything and kept hooting, Andrew snapped, "Owen—focus." 

"Rachael and Elsa kissed each other."