The following day at Dalton High, Lucretia dragged herself through the halls, her mind clouded with the memories of last night. She spotted her friends, Mimie and Crystal, at their usual spot by the lockers, their laughter drawing her in.

“Hey, Luc! Are you okay?” Mimie asked, noticing her friend’s distant expression.

“Yeah... just a bit tired,” Lucretia replied, attempting a smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes.

Crystal exchanged a worried glance with ...