The fountain

I stayed outside for an extra twenty minutes last night after Funny left, just processing everything. When I got back to Steph’s suite, I laid in bed wide awake with anxiety, I want to talk to Steph about all of this but I wouldn't dare wake her from her deep, snoring state, she'd kill me if I darkened those circles under her eyes for a second night in a row.

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After I wake up from an awful quality of slumber, I join Steph and Mia in the kitchen grabbing myself a cup of cold brew coffee. I don't waste another second before diving into my questions.

“Hey guys, did you know that X came back early?”

They both look at each other confused. “What do you mean? And how would you know?” Steph asks.

“Well…I went outside last night and that guy Funny was outside too and somehow it was brought up.” I say cautiously.

They look at each other once more like they’re trying to figure out what question to tackle first.

“Who’s Funny?” Mia asks with furrowed eyebrows.

Oh yeah, I forgot she wasn’t here la