We both didn't say a word about it, nobody said anything because nobody noticed, we're happy because I didn't get blood on my robe, and the 4 of us enjoy our coffee. "I don't understand you addicts, it's 10PM" A says. "It's the flavor" we drinking say, except F. F just sips her cup. We're sitting together... along with the rest of the girls but... it still feels weird. I didn't know she liked me. Does she still. It's just a lot.