oh, what an unfortunate thing to happen to a bunch of kids. how do you think they’re doing?

average conversations on the street sounded like that right now. it’s all everybody’s been talking about since you and all the others got rescued a month ago. makes sense.

the truth is, it was hard on everybody. lottie went into a mental hospital, taissa’s sleep problems continued, shauna went back to her boyfriend.. that’s complicated. but you and nat had it bad too.

before the crash, the both of you casually smoked or did lines together. but after the crash, it got heavier, and you weren’t together when you did it. almost like it was a secret , and you two never had secrets.

infact, most times when you saw your boyfriend, an argument broke out. one of you was usually high, or arguing about how much substances the other took in, as if you weren’t as bad as eachother.

it was so toxic. but the comfort of eachother from the wilderness was still there, keeping you together.

unfortunately, it was one of those fights again. but this one bigger than most.

“what, you’re mad because i did lines with another girl!? it’s not like we hooked up!” nat spat angrily, pacing around the room.

you’d caught him doing lines off another girls finger in the park, after he told you he was busy. and it pissed you off.