Trigger Warning: This content contains depictions of sexual assault and violence, which may be distressing or triggering for some readers. Please proceed with care.
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"We'll leave then," Muchen said firmly, pushing off the wall, his voice steady with finality. "Everyone, get packing. We're leaving in half an hour."
For a moment, there was on with the idea.
But then—
Zei let out a loud, almost careless sigh and climbed onto the top bunk in the corner, sprawling with exaggerated exhaustion. He flung one arm over his eyes.
"That's not going to be that easy," he said flatly.
Everyone froze.
Muchen turned, frowning just slightly. "What do you mean?"
Zei sat up, his messy hair falling across his brow as he looked down at all of them. His gaze moved from person to person, disbelief painted across his face.
"Wow," he said. "You guys really don't get it, do you?"
