Mission Discussion

The morning had come, and there was this soothing relief in my mind that this was all going to be over soon. We walked over to Devin's table, where him and his group of friends were sitting. They seemed as if it was all a normal day, which it was probably for them, but as for us, we were leaving.

Brie was wearing the same white crop-top with the shirt under, whereas me, Greg and Hans, had the black jacket with this turtleneck black shirt that looked kind of nice.

"You guys look fresh," Liam said. "I see y'all." Devin nodded and chuckled. "Yes, the Ice-FA treats them right, don't they?" he asked as he looked at us. I didn't even give him the courtesy to look at him. Brie turned around, seeing our presence as she waved. "Hey, guys," she said.

"What's up, Brie," Greg said, which she gave a fist bump. 

"So, what do you plan on doing today? I heard you came to do a little something," Devin said.