Somehow, the night took an unexpected turn.
It was just Caspian and me now, as surreal as that seemed, and there was a fairly reasonable explanation for that, too.
The first to leave was Ricky, and I assumed it was because of the uncomfortable thing that happened earlier. He didn’t look at me the same, and it was then that I realized that his attempts to flirt with me would come to an abrupt end.
It would honestly be great for me.
Katie got too drunk, and Livette decided to take her home, since the car was hers (which came as a surprise to me). That was supposed to end it, but Edmund said he’d stay longer, and so did Junior. Caspian made no move to leave, and then she was gone.
I should have turned away and left, but was it bad that I had this morbid curiosity to kind of figure o
