storms across the scene toward the exit,
shoulder-checking a beam.
Then: “Mason, wait! You forgot your vape!”
She jogs after him, cupping her chest.
“It’s in my tits!”
I blink.
Nico blinks.
Mikey blinks.
My eyes bounce between both of them.
A grin threatens,
then slaps us at the same time.
I press a fist to my mouth, but it’s too late.
The dam breaks.
Laughter rips out of us?—
a broken, breathless laugh.
Because if I don’t laugh,
I’m gonna cry in front of everybody.
Nico folds over, face red, snorting hard.
Mikey loses it completely.
Jay's eyes are wide.
“No fucking way his name’s Mason.”
And Andrew watches me,
features stiff as he shrugs out of his shirt.
He holds it out for me—warm, creased,his.
But then?—
“Oh my God, are you okay?”
“That was so fucked up.”
It’s Captain Cry and Zit Girl.
“We saw that bitch throw the drink,” Cry says.
“Come on. You need dry clothes.
