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WALLY AND ROGUE sat cross-legged on the gym floor, a deck of cards spread out between them.
The wide, open space of the gymnasium echoed faintly with the sound of distant conversations of the Glenners around them. The harsh lights above them strained her eyes, florescent and bright, but she was too immersed in their game to care. A brief respite.
Rogue placed her card down in a smooth, almost absent-minded motion, her eyes briefly flickering to Wally. The younger girl, her brown hair slightly dishevelled and her face set in concentration, held her cards tight against her chest, her lips pressed together in a thin line.
'No peeking!' Wally exclaimed, playfully accusing. She narrowed her eyes at Rogue, trying to appear serious, but the hint of a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
Rogue raised her eyebrows in mock offense, her mouth falling open. 'I wasn't!' she protested.
'Yeah, right,' Wally replied.Rogue smiled. She found it much easier to talk to Wally than to anyone else. The others—all of them—simply knew too much. They had seen the horrors, had lived through every gruelling second of their escape. But Wally had been spared the memories that haunted the rest.
The pity from the Glenners—the way they looked at her with sad, knowing eyes—was the hardest to endure. With Wally, though, there was just the game and a fleeting sense of normalcy.
Wally placed down her card. Rogue placed down three. 'So unfair!' Wally said. 'You're such a cheat.'
'Check them, Wallykins,' Rogue replied.She did. Her fingers flicked over the cards Rogue had placed down as Rogue's attention drifted. Her eyes wandered the gym, the girls. Rogue was envious of how much healthier they all looked. She wondered why it hadn't yet happened to her.
Then, through the windows in the heavy doors to their left, she caught sight of Aris. He was alone in the dormitory, his lanky frame moving slowly towards the corner of the room.
She squinted, focusing on him. Aris was heading toward the cupboard. Rogue's breath hitched slightly, wondering if he would see what she had seen—if he would see her, see Rachel. But then, maybe he wouldn't. Maybe he wasn't as far gone as she was.
Either way, she reckoned he could do with the quiet.
Rogue's thoughts were interrupted by Wally's voice, pulling her back to the gymnasium. 'Your turn, slowpoke,' Wally teased.
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