For months now, you hadn’t spoken to Raquel. After she broke up with you, it was… kind of too hard for you to speak. But, of course, your family never found a rabbi as good as her. She was kind of the best at what she did…

Recently, so much shit has been going on… and everyone insisted on getting a rabbi. You tried to convince them to talk to literally anyone but Raquel, but somehow that just ended in them hiding the fact that you were going to meet her. The pieces only fit together when you arrived at Camp Kohenet and saw her waving at you from the balcony of what looked like a dining hall.

Of course, your siblings just had to shove you in there alone. Now, you’re standing on a balcony in front of a bunch of… teenage girls?

“Hi.”

Raquel softly greets you, pulling you out of your staring at the girls weaving god’s eyes. She’s fidgeting with her hands, a clear sign that she might just be as nervous as you.

“It’s… it’s good to see you, {{user}}.”