We both sigh, shaking our heads. Farrah gives me one last look before we each go to put our own stuff away.
After we all settle in, we meet in the backyard near the fire pit. Everyone is there, but Michael, which I don’t think anyone is mad about.
Callahan put himself in charge of s’mores, making them for anyone who asks while the rest of us are wrapped in blankets.
“Let’s play Never Have I Ever,” Farrah says once they are all a little tipsy.
“I’ll go first.” Rowan sits up, her mischievous smile taking over her face.
“Never have I ever had sex outside,” she says.
Farrah and Errol sip and then share a look. Callahan takes a big gulp and then shakes his head. Charlie, surprisingly, doesn’t drink.
“Not a good memory?” I ask Callahan.
“She was so scared of getting caught, she would stop us every ten seconds. But every time I said we didn’t have to, she would keep going. Just as I was about to finish, we did get caught anyway, by a teacher.” He laughs and we all join in.
“It’s on my to-do list,” Sahara says.
“Same,” I say.
This gets Callahan to wink at me. I do it back, then smile against my cup of hot chocolate.
“I think it’s kind of basic,” Charlie says, earning a sigh from me. Happy for any kind of attention, he smiles.
“Okay, it’s my turn,” I say, looking right at him. “Never have I ever been broken up with.”
He glares but takes a sip. Everyone else but me and Rowan drink and we cheers each other for being two for two.
“Who has the worst story?” I ask.
“That would be me again,” Callahan says. “I got broken up with on the same day I got sentenced to go to jail.”
Everyone’s smiles fade, and Errol gasps. Charlie looks between me and Callahan, prompting me to grab my boyfriend’s hand in solidarity. I’m surprised he is telling them so honestly about his past, and I don’t want him to feel alone. It gets silent for a moment before Rowan laughs like the sibling she is, breaking the ice.
“Oh yeah,” she says.
“I mean, was she supposed to wait for you?” Farrah asks, leaning into the change.
“Yes,” Callahan and Errol say at the same time.
That gets Sahara to mumble “Typical,”and shake her head.
I can’t share in the laughter, because my heart goes out to him. That year must have been the worst of his life.
I guess I’m not the only one who feels bad because we let him go next. He targets some people and says that he has never been married, which gets Errol to empty his cup. Opting to bring the bottle out when he goes to get more, he continues to have to fill it as we go on throughout the game.
“Dang, is there anything you haven’t done?” Farrah asks him, crossing her arms.
“Honestly, I don’t know.” He chuckles, making her look more upset.
“Well, never have I ever had a threesome,” she says while looking at him.
He drinks again, and she shoots up off his lap.
“I’m going to bed,” she says.
Errol laughs harder and follows behind her.
