Robert shrugged.
People like them didn't care about holidays.
Cathryn waited, but Marion stood there like a wall, silent.
"I... I've got a class. Gotta go," she stammered, taking off.
Drake asked, "You into her?"
"Nope," Marion said.
"Why took her gift then?" Drake pressed.
"It's yours now." Marion tossed the chocolates to him, heading to the dorm.
Drake didn't read the foreign text, but the fancy package said it all.
"What does Miss Bernard like about you?" he muttered. "You should ditch this and be a gigolo. You'd make bank."
He finished the entire bar in a minute.
Robert frowned. "Too many sweets give you cavities."
"Never heard of it." Drake shrugged.
He had never had a cavity. He only knew if Cathryn sent Marion chocolates daily, he'd be set.
Marion lay down on his bed and started reading.
Lights went out, and all went quiet. He dreamt of the car crash again. The dark earth turned bloody.
His eyes snapped open, and Caleb's words echoed in his mind. "If you can't fi
