HERO POV
Tristan and I were walking towards Paxton's security office early that morning. The grounds weren't peaceful at all. Kids were running around in groups, some being chased by adults who were trying to get them to calm down. “You look different today,” Tristan noticed. “What's the good news?”
A few old vehicles rumbled past – beat-up trucks, rugged jeeps, and even some rusty vans. I couldn't help but smile at the lively scene. It had been a long time since I'd spent a night completely free from responsibilities, simply enjoying the company of others.
"I haven't slept well in a long time," I said. "It feels really good to be here now. I'm much more relaxed.”
"Certainly, I hope it wasn't related to the sounds and screams… of pleasure I heard coming from down the hall last night.
