“That’s Eve and she’s one of the sane ones,” Mel said and could only laugh at the look of horror on Jess’ face. “You get used to it, more or less. I spend more time daydreaming now than I ever have, but I do get some great thoughts here and there. For example, do you ever think about how weird the word ‘shuttlecock’ is?”
“That has to be the strangest coping mechanism I’ve ever heard of,” Jess shook her head, a dimple appearing on her cheek. She looked down at her hands and blinked in confusion as if just remembering that she was still holding a cup of coffee. “Um. This is for you,” she said hurriedly, colour rushing to her face. “I asked Becky for their unhealthiest option and she laughed for a solid minute before giving me this, so I don’t really know what’s in it.”
Mel rolled her eyes,
