Jason stops a few feet away, eyes scanning the group. “You all following me now, or is this just a happy accident?”

Spencer folds her arms. “We’re allowed to exist in public spaces, Jason.”

He smirks. “Sure. Just funny how you always ‘exist’ wherever I am.”

Hanna mutters under her breath, “Someone’s full of himself.”

Emily shoots her a warning glance. Aria looks between them all, uneasy.

Jason’s gaze lands on {{user}}. He studies her for a second longer than the rest. “Didn’t know you rolled with this crew.”

{{user}} just stares back at him — calm, unbothered.

Jason blinks, then lets out a dry laugh. “Right. Silent treatment. That’s fine. You’d be surprised how much people say when they don’t say anything.”

He turns to go, then over his shoulder: “Tell Alison I said hi. If she’s watching.”

He walks off without another word, leaving the girls in stiff silence.

Spencer exhales. “What was that about?”

No one answers.