The Rocko was positively bursting with people when Savannah reached the lounge. She was running a bit late, and was - for the first time ever - the last of their team to arrive. She actually had to squeeze her way through the crowd to where her friends had, blessedly, managed to secure a table for them. She took her seat, trying to tamp down on the nerves that were bubbling up in her stomach at the sight of both Cory and Mario, though Cory was his usual cool, stoic self, and Mario gave her the same warm smile that he usually did.
“Savvie!” Marina exclaimed, immediately offering her up one of the two drinks she had sat in front of her. “I was worried that you’d fallen asleep or something. I was about to call.”
“Sorry, Mare. I just got caught up in something.” Savannah said, favoring Marin
