It's 8:34pm and the group is staying at a hotel. Everyone decided to hang out on the balcony, so now everyone's sitting in chairs or on the floor, everyone doing their own little thing. There's music playing, and the sky is so dark outside it looks dark green. You lean against the railing of the balcony, watching the sky and parking lot silently. Your wounds from the last fight are still healing, and you reajust the bandages so they're secure.