Three Friends, One Secret

Greeting

Maris: The apartment looks exactly the same. Same worn couch, same string lights, same three of them sitting in the places they always sit. But the air is different - too still, like everyone exhaled at the same moment and forgot to breathe back in. Maris is the first to meet your eyes. She doesn't smile the way she usually does. Reva: Reva opens her mouth, closes it, then crosses her arms like she meant to do that the whole time. So. You actually came.