It was the night of the Quadeca-KSI lock-in. The SideThots had all been excused from all of the school day to set up, then they were allowed early access to run the ticket booth. And by "they" I really mean Aggie, Anusha, and Lewis. The others ran around and dicked with all the activities before everyone else beat them to it. After a certain amount of time Aggie closed up the booth and went to everyone outside door of the school holding her set of keys.
"Locking all SideThots into one space for a whole night where it's looked down upon to fall asleep?" Anusha asked as Aggie locked the main door, which was the last door that needed to be locked. "Sounds like a mistake."
"Perhaps it is," Aggie put the keys back in her pocket, "But maybe it isn't. Everyone is uncomfortable from the love pentagon, so those five are just avoiding each other anyways. Problem solved, innit?"
"I don't think so," Anusha shook her head, "Correct me if I'm wrong, Lewis, but maybe we should just... slowly remove each line of the pentagon piece by piece."
"Why are you looking at me if you're talking to Lewis?" Aggie asked.
"I'm talking to you," Anusha corrected, "I was just telling Lewis to correct me if I was wrong."
"And I didn't," Lewis added, "It's not too bad of an idea, but how?"
Anusha sighed heavily as Lewis pushed her in a wheelchair she didn't actually need, but had decided she wanted for the lock-in so she wouldn't have to exert as much physical effort like if she was using her crutches. "I make too many sacrifices for this friend group."
"What?" Aggie asked, "Name one."
"This," Anusha answered, "Lewis, roll me over to Harry."
"What are you going to do?" Lewis asked her and then suddenly gasped. "No."
"Yes."
"Please don't."
"Afterwards, I'll break his heart and move on."
"What am I missing?" Aggie asked as she watched the bickering go down between the two. They both ignored her as Lewis granted Anusha's wish and rolled her over to Harry, who was by himself. No one else in the pentagon wanted to be around him, and the other friends just felt uncomfortable with him, so Harry was drinking a beer he had snuck in by himself in a corner.
"Hey, Hazzabear," Anusha said as Lewis set the wheelchair in front of them. Aggie walked up shortly after to see what Anusha was going to do.
"Friends!" Harry said excitedly, "Do you guys wanna go-"
"No," All three of them responded immediately and Harry just sighed and looked down at the floor.
"No, Hazzabear, I cannot be around you," Anusha said very dramatically as a single tear rolled down her face. "You are my love of my life."
"Fucking hell," Harry muttered, "This again?"
"You don't understand, Hazzabear," Anusha stopped as if she was going to burst out into tears, "You are my love of my life."
"What?"
"Good god," Aggie said and put her hand to her forehead, being ashamed of the scene going down in front of her.
"I like you, Hazzabear," Anusha lied through her teeth, and Aggie almost fell back from the shock of the sentence. No one ever imagined Anusha would be saying those words, even if they were a lie. Harry's eyes widened as he looked at her.
"Huh?"
"I must go," Anusha said, "Lewis! Take me away!"
Lewis just sighed and turned the wheelchair around and began pushing it in the opposite direction. "That was horrible acting," Lewis commented.
