I've had this strange feeling for the past few days that something big is on the horizon. I can't quite put my finger on it, but it's just this gut instinct that's been nagging at me.
"You've been totally zoned out for a while now," Claire said, waving her hand in front of me. "Is something on your mind? You know you can talk to us, right?" She took a sip of her coffee as she spoke.
I shook my head. "Nah, it's nothing," I replied, trying to brush it off.
They exchanged a look, and then Emma chimed in, "So when are you going to bring it up?"
I looked between them, puzzled. "Bring what up?" I asked.
Claire let out a sigh. "You know exactly what we're talking about. Just ask us already. We're ready for it," she said, sounding pretty confident. "It feels like we are in purgatory every day
