The Roxy .||PM||.

S e v e n t y - T h r e e

Recap

"I'm bouta go talk some sense into him. Don't be shocked if you hear him crying after this beating." Kékéli says going to get out of the tub.

I grab her arm to stop her. "No let him be, don't let him ruin our fun." I smile my lips pressed together.

"Ness is right." Nick says looking at me, he always knew how I really felt. "We came here to relax, and have a good time. This isn't helping."

I clap my hands. "All votes to play stress or confess say I." I say raising my hand. "I!" They all shout and a genuine smile breaks onto my face.

"That's what I thought. Elom goes first." He gives me a smirk. "Let's go."
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| Nessa's p.o.v |

Kékéli shoves a piece of popcorn in my mouth. "Tell me this doesn't taste like kettle!" I chew it with a laugh. "Definitely kettle."

"Right!" She says throwing her hands in exaggeration. "So tell me why the box says buttered flavor? Make it make sense!" I laugh as she shakes her head.

I grab the box from her hands. "Includes one bag of kettle." I tell her reading the small black font. "Let me see that."

She snatches the box with a confused look before it turns into an eye roll. "Of course out of all the bags I get kettle."

I shrug popping another piece. "Kettle's better anyway."  Kékéli scoffs putting in another bag into the microwave. "You can keep the whole bowl then weirdo."

With a roll of my eyes I take the bowl. "Gladly."

Nick comes into the kitchen staring between the two of us. "Are you girls almost ready."

Before I can reply Kékéli beats me to it. "Yeah we're just waiting for these last few bags." She tells him giving her full attention.

He gives her a smile before nodding. "Sounds good to me. We decided between two movies, so we're gonna do a vote once you two are done." Nick leaves the kitchen, while I make googly eyes at Kékéli.

After the whole bath tub fiasco, we ended up having a good time.

I might've even progressed Nick's and Kékéli relationship—if you could call it that. Never doubt my abilities in a game of stress or confess.

They all decided a movie would be the best thing to keep my mind off the Zion situation—who was still with his girl somewhere in the cabin.

Goes to say the movie idea hasn't helped me yet, but it was the thought that counted. 

"What's got you smiley?" Kékéli asks dipping another bag of popcorn into a bowl. "Just thinking about my amazing friends." I say smiling cheekily.

She turns around with a smile. "Don't turn soft on me now." I roll my eyes at her teasing manner, but she bumps her hip with mine handing me another bowl. "Let's go join the room of testosterone shall we?"

I snort. "And you call me a weirdo." She gives me a glare before we step into the spaced living room.

I can't help but keep the smile off my face at the thought of what seemed to be a life long friendship.