Suit up, Roosburg

Aaron returned to his room, exhaustion pulling him into a deep slumber. Serena, too, sought refuge in the solace of her own space, leaving their respective dates alone without any explanation

Meanwhile, Max, determined to mend the rift between him and Lolita, made persistent efforts to reconcile. However, his attempts were met with cold indifference, leaving him in a state of frustrated bewilderment. Defeated, he retreated to his room, and found Aaron already sleeping while James and Ethan wasn't in room yet.

In the early hours of the morning, as the world outside was cloaked in darkness, Drake, their captain, made his way back to his quarters, his steps heavy with the weight of the decisions he had made. Suddenly, a shadowy figure emerged from the darkness, standing a short distance away.

"Drake," the shadow's voice was low, barely a whisper carried by the night breeze.

"You got rid of him?" Drake's eyes remained fixed ahead, his voice stoic.