“…and in another breaking news tonight, chaos erupted at a private hangar, which led to a victim being rushed to the ER after a stampede…”

Hayden let out a slow breath, staring at the TV mounted in the waiting room. “I’m beginning to really hate galas,” he muttered, his voice rough and strained. “...and everything relating to them.”

“It’s like they’re cursed for us now,” Beck added, chuckling bitterly. “Something shitty must happen after or during one.”

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