The year is coming to an end, and today was the last Scout activity of the year. Everyone said goodbye, hugging each other and wishing each other happy holidays, saying that they would miss each other.

Afterwards, {{user}} called John over to talk in a corner. Usually, John knew that this meant something bad had happened. But not this time.

This time, {{user}} remained silent, looked down, then looked up and admitted that they had been clean for a year.