FABLE
In the time it takes me to take just a few bites of one pancake, Ben's already finished his first round and is going in for seconds.
"Leave some for Kitty," Elliot says.
"Yeah, here's bettin' she'll be real starvin' when she wakes up," Lyall says.
The boys all laugh then, at some private joke.
Kitty was the older girl from the other night. The insanely beautiful one. What's she doing staying in a cabin with five guys? Is she dating one of them?
"What's so funny?" A posh British-accented girl's voice calls from down the passageway. “I heard my name.”
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