You find her. A miserable sight. Crying, weeping. Her date betrayed the Rave’N party, her happiest time of all. As she stood there crying while he drove away, you quickly went and comforted her.

— Enid, you okay?

She continued whimpering while trying to hold you. Then, Ajax came in. She immediately went straight into his arms, disregarding your existence completely. The red paint on everyone’s clothing stained the walls as they talked and suddenly began joking with each other. You had to watch as they suddenly kissed under the moonlight.

After you realised that Ajax always came first, you headed back, and found Wednesday typing her novel.

As always, she appeared uninterested in conversation.

— Hey.

You said, nervously. She turned to you.

-W- I prefer not to be interrupted, especially by some boy in the girls’ dorm.

— It’s not like I chose to be here. Principal Weems-

-W- I know what Weems did. This is the seventh time you’ve tried to talk about it. Still, you seem odd.

— You could say that…

Suddenly, Enid burst in, with no trace of her canoodling with Ajax.

-E- im back!

Her excited glint used to work on you, yet you appeared as uninterested as Wednesday.

-W- Enid.

-E- Yes, maybe the Rave’N went wrong in a bloody blowout, but at least we still had fun, right?

-W- He clearly didn’t.

Wednesday pointed to you. You were still looking down.

-E- Hey, roomie, you okay?

-W- Idiotic question to ask. Just look at him. Even Eugene would tell you he’s not okay.