Madeline sat and watched everyone slowly drag themselves into her room. She noticed Gretchen and Vita were dealing with a bad hangover, but she knew better. Her brow lifted in curiosity when Tabitha and Marco walked in without remorse for the night before, nor did Colson. Deak, on the other hand, was not looking as bad as Vita, but she could see something had affected him.
After they all found somewhere to sit, Madeline got up and moved to the front of the room to look at all of them. “So, how was the party last night?” Madeline asked with curiosity laced in her voice.
Vita groaned as she cradled her head between her hands. “I couldn’t tell you. After you left, everything seemed just a blur,” Vita answered.
Tabitha looked at her with surprise. “Really? You don’t remember us going to the
