Oh my gosh. My brains wired to sadness…. I'm sorry if this chapter is depressing….
Disclaimer: I think you know.
ReefPOV
I was late to work…AGAIN. Bummer was standing next to a very hassled looking woman who was spazzing about her sons not learning how to surf. It would've been funny to me usually, but right now the whole world seemed grey. Not the pretty kind of grey that the sky turns when it's about rain, but an ugly grey, like the lint I picked out of my belly-button when I was a kid, and even though it was a perfect day for surfing, I wanted to turn and run back to the staff house and cower, like the Wicked Witch of the West when it was raining. Bummer gave me a look that said "Don't let it happen again." Then walked away. I sighed, then turned to the woman.
"So, who are the kids?"
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BrosephPOV
Lo poked me.
"So, are you, like, coming to see Fin or not? I hear she's deciding which mechanical arm she's getting today!"
"Dudett, that's not like shopping. She can't decide to get a pink sparkly arm or anything." I hate to admit it, but Lo is a dunce. A hot dunce, but a dunce at that. "But, yeah, I'm coming. I'll call Reef, I'm sure he'll want to come."
Ring. Ring. Ri-
"Yo Reefster!"
"Hey Broseph. What's up?" No "bro". He must really be depressed.
"We're going to see Fin want to-"
"I'll meet you at the hospital." Click. The call ended.