❝ we all eat lies, when our hearts are hungry ❞
Halle Brewster made a promise she would never tell the secrets of the summer Alison DiLaurentis went missing. Only now, someone else was doing the telling - something Alison never got the chance to do...
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It took Halle longer to get home than she had initially planned. She did ride home on the handlebar of Caleb's bike, laughing all the way home with Caleb as she squealed directions at him. After, she grabbed an overnight bag and headed to Spencer's.
In the morning, the five friends made their way downstairs for coffee. "Wait, where's Ian?" Emily asked, last night still prominent in her thoughts.
Spencer waved her off whilst she walked towards the kitchen. "Don't worry, he went to Philly to be with Melissa."
"I didn't realise life existed at this hour in the morning," Halle uttered, rubbing her eyes with the sleeves of her pyjama-top. She yawned loudly. "I'm so tired, like, if I could sleep with my eyes open I would."
"Come on, guys, just walk," Aria said, shooing her friends over to the kitchen island. She even grabbed Halle's arm to stop her from throwing herself down on the couch. "You need to see this," she insisted.
"I need my full eight hours," Halle sulked, "otherwise I'm really bitchy." She saw her friends give her a look. Halle sighed. "More bitchy than usual."
"You know, I always hoped my first sunrise would have tequila in it," Hanna mused.
"I'll make coffee," said Spencer.
"Well, when it's ready just pour it down my throat," replied Hanna.
Aria busied herself on Spencer's laptop. She loaded up the image the group received last night while Halle was with Caleb. The image of Alison in Spencer's backyard was on the screen. She wasn't there when A sent it, but she certainly heard about it when she got there.
"'Watch your back. I didn't.'" Halle let out a low whistle and said, "can A get anymore sinister?"
Spencer groaned, "I thought we were done looking at this. I mean, we know the shadow is Ian, right?"
"You woke us up for this?" questioned Emily, slouching down on one of the stools.
"It's important," Aria responded. She placed down a blown-up image of Alison and the shadow following her. "I couldn't let it go."
"Have you been up all night?" Hanna asked.
Aria bit her lip. "Maybe..."
"You have! One eye is bigger than the other," Hanna pointed out. "You look like a strung-out powerpuff girl."
Halle stopped as she reached for a coffee mug. She turned back to Hanna, stunned. "That was funny."
