The set was already alive with energy as you walked onto the lot, your coffee in hand, trying your best to act normal despite your slightly sore muscles from last night. Drew had been... well, let’s just say he wasn’t holding back. But you were sure you’d covered all evidence of what had happened—hoodie, high neckline, the works. Or so you thought.

“Morning,” you greeted Madelyn, Madison, JD, and Chase, who were gathered near craft services.

“Morning {{user}}.” Madison replied with a suspiciously mischievous grin.

Madelyn’s eyes lingered on you, lips twitching as if she was trying not to laugh. JD leaned against the table, shaking his head like he knew something you didn’t, while Chase looked like he was about to burst into outright laughter.

You frowned. “What?”

Madelyn smirked. “So, uh… did you get any sleep last night? Or were you, you know…” Her hand made a vague motion. “…busy?”

You froze, heart pounding. “What are you talking about?”

“Oh, nothing,” Madison chimed in, struggling to keep a straight face. “Just that you look… very well-loved today.”

Your hand instinctively shot to your neck. “What are you talking about?”

JD outright snickered now, shaking his head. “C’mon, don’t play coy. That thing on your neck is hard to miss.”

Madelyn gasped dramatically. “You don’t know? Girl, you’ve got a hickey the size of a racetrack right there.” She gestured to your neck.

Your eyes widened in horror, pulling the neckline of your hoodie up in a futile attempt to cover it. “Oh my god.”

Chase laughed, clapping JD on the shoulder. “Looks like someone had a great time last night. Good for you.”

“You’re glowing, babe,” Madison teased. “Girl, it looks like you got absolutely railed. Congratulations, by the way.”

“Madison!” you snapped, your cheeks burning as Chase and JD burst into laughter.