“This is bullshit,” Owen said.
“Yeah, you’re right,” Adia said seriously. “I’m sorry I said anything. Tristan, you can be in charge.”
He smiled sourly. “Well, I’m so glad I have your permission, Supreme Ruler of the Universe.”
Adia grinned. “I’m Supreme Ruler of the Universe? Holy shit! That’s totally going on my business cards.”
“Like you’ll ever have business cards,” Owen said out of the side of his mouth.
“Well, you can go fuck yourself,” she said.
“Likewise,” he snapped.
She rolled her eyes.
Tristan clapped twice. “Guys!” he shouted.
“There are three girls here,” Adia said.
“Would you just shut up?” Owen said.
Adia grinned.
“Okay,” Tristan said, looking like he didn’t know what to do with his hands, “well, okay. Um. Look. I finished editing the script.”
“You edited our script?” Adia said, eyes narrowed.
“It’s a fucking script,” Owen snapped. “Of course it has to be edited.”
“Let me see it,” Adia said.
Tristan dug in his bag, then tossed a stack of stapled-together papers to the table. We all grabbed a set.
“I don’t like this,” Adia said, flipping through it.
“You changed Ruby’s name?” Owen said.
“She wasn’t a Ruby,” Tristan said simply.
“Of course she was,” Owen said.
“Did you even look at Lissy’s drawings?”
“Of course I did!”
“I didn’t,” Adia said.
“Why not?” Tristan said.
“I don’t know.”
“She doesn’t check her e-mail,” Stephanie said. We all looked at her, and she shrugged. “Well, she doesn’t.”
Adia grinned.
“Jesus Christ,” Owen said, and groaned. He turned to me. “I would just like to know why I can’t ever be in a normal group. Just once. Is that so hard?”
Why was he asking me? I hadn’t even met him until we started this project. “Bad karma?” I offered.
He snorted a laugh and rolled his eyes in agreement.
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