By the time Mia finds them, the party has migrated.
Ellie and Lisa have somehow installed themselves at the team's long table. Empty bottles have multiplied, and the lighting has reached that specific midnight quality.
Mia slides into the booth and finds herself directly across from Elias, who is watching her with his thumb running along the rim of his glass, like he has all the time in the world for this particular view.
Lucas is flipping a deck of cards between his fingers with the showmanship of someone who has been waiting for an audience.
"Rules are simple," Lucas announces, showing his dimple. "Draw cards, lowest number takes the punishment. Truth or dare, your choice."
"What counts as punishment?" Ellie asks.
"Scared?" Lucas leans toward Ellie.
"I'm wondering if it's worth my
