In the cozy corner filled with plush seats, captivating magazines, and a state-of-the-art television, Kendall, Logan, Camille, and Ms. Knight gather.
As Camille's tears fall, she begins to shoulder the blame for the situation.
"James despises me. He doesn't want to be around me anymore," she confesses.
Logan quickly steps in to comfort her, assuring her that the fault lies not with her, but with James. He expresses his unwavering love for both of them, despite his frustrations with James in that moment. As he consoles Camille, Logan emphasizes his commitment to her well-being as her boyfriend, prioritizing her above all else.
"Logan, you're a gem," Camille expresses gratefully. "However, your tempest with James needs taming. I dread my actions causing an abyss between you two," she adds.
"James, the jesting juggler, always jolts my judgment," Logan muses. "Despite his missteps, he remains my melodic mate and blood brother. Forgiveness flows freely from me, but not now. Once he admits fault, reconciliation will reign," he declares. "Let's shift the spotlight. Are you famished or parched? How may I fulfill your needs?"
"I'm fine. Perhaps you should consider having something to eat or drink. It might help you relax," Camille suggests.
"You're absolutely right. I'm feeling extremely stressed at the moment," Logan admits.
"Maybe you should try meditating," Kendall suggests, engrossed in a sports magazine.
"I can't do that here, Kenny. It's too crowded. Where is James?" Logan inquires.
"He's hiding in the bathroom like a coward. He's too afraid to face you because he knows you'll yell at him for being rude to Cami. His enormous ego won't allow him to apologize," Kendall reveals. "I feel like confronting him right now."
"I'll go talk to him. I actually need to use the bathroom," Logan says, getting up and heading towards it. Upon entering, he spots James standing in front of the mirror, gazing at his reflection with remorseful eyes.
"You do realize that staring at yourself in the mirror won't absolve your guilt, right?" Logan questions, entering a stall.
"Yes, I know. I'm just trying to figure out what to say to you and Camille. I want to apologize properly," James confesses.
Logan flushes the toilet, exits the stall, and walks over to the sink to wash his hands. "Have you come up with anything yet?" Logan asks, grabbing a paper towel to dry his hands before discarding it.
"No, because I'm a jerk," James admits.
"You sure are. Cami's tears flowed like a river, carrying the weight of your actions. I managed to soothe her, and she was more concerned about my well-being amidst the storm. She prioritized preserving the bond between us over her own heartache. Isn't she a beacon of selflessness? And yet, you had the gall to cast blame on her for a mere phrase, 'what could possibly go wrong?'" Logan remarks.
"You're spot on, Logan. Cami's devotion to her friends knows no bounds. I've made a grave error. What if she decides to sever our friendship? That's the last thing I want," James laments.
"She won't. While she's not harboring anger towards you, she's wounded by your words. To mend the rift, a heartfelt apology is in order," Logan advises.
"Ok, I'll do my best," James affirms.
He and Logan exit the lavatory.
"The vehicle is on the brink of readiness for retrieval. It shall be gently lowered and steered towards the parking expanse. A complimentary oil rejuvenation has been bestowed upon it. Hence, the temporal extension of our wait," Ms. Knight elucidates. "I shall proceed to the reception area for settlement," she strides towards the front vestibule.
"Camille, I humbly seek your pardon for my prior conduct towards you. You hold a special place in my heart, and my regard for you is profound. My words were amiss, egregiously so, in attributing blame to you for the tire mishap. The fault lay not with you, nor with anyone else. Fate could have cast its shadow on any traveler. We were merely ensnared by ill fortune. If forgiveness is within your grace, I implore it. Yet, should you choose otherwise, I shall accept your decision. Should you wish to sever our bond, I shall comprehend," James implores.
"I absolve you, James. Thank you," Camille responds.
"Logan, do you also grant me forgiveness?" James inquires.
"Certainly, if you don't bring about my demise before reaching adulthood, Carlos surely will," Logan responds.
"Pardon?" Carlos questions, displaying confusion.
Logan simply chuckles.
"I believe you're excessively pessimistic. It will be your downfall," Kendall remarks dryly.
"Understood..." Logan acknowledges.
"I anticipate outliving all of you," Katie declares.
"Please assure me you're jesting," Kendall remarks, with a half-hearted chuckle.
"You'll never be certain, but tonight, be wary as I may haunt your deepest fears," Katie states with a sinister laugh.
"At times, your dark humor is so twisted that it could necessitate therapy for me," Kendall comments.
"Let's depart, children. It's time to leave," Ms. Knight announces.