Lana
I dragged my feet this morning to make my way to the communal dining space. Tony, Jill, and Kyle are already sitting at one of the tables. Jill and Kyle are talking and eating while Tony quietly gazes down at the open book in his hand.
Sitting beside Jill, I become startled when she hands me a bag of cookies. Taking the bag, I give her a grateful smile. “What’s this?”
She smiles back. “Just thought you could use a pick me up.”
Kyle looks at the bag and scowls. “Hey, I want some.”
Jill rolls her eyes and slaps his hand away when he reaches for one. “It’s not for you, jerk.”
Tony takes a moment from his brooding and snickers before returning to his novel.
“Did you guys see what happened last night?” Jill lifts her cell phone and shows us a video of a scorched forest.
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