*LZ*
"So, is everyone okay with 'Mamma Mia'?" Zay asks, looking around. Marshall rolls his eyes, but when everyone else agrees, he nods.
Emilia is half sitting, half lying beside me, our arms touching. She's warm. I have noticed that these past few days, she has seemed a bit sad, and Matt spends a lot of time in the tents and going for walks alone. But I have not felt I could start asking her if something is wrong.
"So, do you like musicals?" She leans closer, and her warm breath softly tickles my ear.
I nod. "Yeah, I actually do. I like music, and I like the way they are often filmed."
"I guess you would notice things like that," she says with a little smile, letting me know she is not being sarcastic. "I mean, being a filmmaker and all."
"Hey, you two, too much talking, too little
