Our candles are amongst the last few ones to burn out. We have no feeling how late it already is, because it’s the new moon and we can’t orient ourselves through its position in the night sky. Still, when the sky starts turning a little bluer, we realize we’re nearing the end.
Everyone from our friend group has already left. Now it’s just Jake, his mother, Katie and Gabriel left. Well, and the two of us. Everyone else has already had their candles burned out and they went to bed. I don’t know how long ago that happened. I’ve completely lost track of time.
Cyrus’s candle flickers a few moments before mine does. Then, not even a full minute later, the flames disappear, meaning that it’s time for us to leave. My eyes are so adjusted to the darkness that I can make out the faces of everyone
