As the initial chaos of our public appearance settled into ongoing media coverage and social media analysis, our friend group gathered in one of the quieter areas of campus to process everything that had happened this year.
"We survived sophomore year," Roni announced, raising a contraband champagne bottle she'd somehow acquired. "Despite assassination attempts, pharmaceutical exposures, royal succession revelations, newspaper coups, bedroom scandals, family ultimatums, coordinated arson, and systematic attempts to destroy our relationships and independence."
"When you list it like that, it's amazing we're all still alive," Nick observed.
"When you list it like that, it's amazing we're all still sane," I corrected.
Julian was lounging against a tree, watching the ongoing chaos at the m
