Kavira POV
When I stepped back into the cabin, the girls were exactly where I expected curled up on the couch in their sweatpants, a movie flickering in front of them, and both elbows deep in a bowl of popcorn.
Maelira perked up. “Wait was it really the Vice President? What did he want?”
Zivenya didn’t even pause chewing. “More importantly… how was the food?”
I chuckled, kicking off my heels as I started unzipping my dress. “Yeah, it was him. And yes, he came with a job. But give me a second to get changed I’ll fill you in.”
Without waiting for a reply, I headed to my room. I tugged on a pair of comfy grey joggers and a crop top to match theirs, pulled out the ponytail holding up my hair, and scrubbed off my makeup. The smell of their buttery popcorn still lingered in the air, so I de
