[WORK IN PROGRESS] ❎️ Everything as they know it is falling apart, trying to hold on to what they once knew seems to be impossible as everyone has a part to play in the change. What once held them together, is up in flames. But from those same flames will be the product of their greatness. The crew drifts apart as different responsibilities are expected of them, and their positions in this new world are too great to compromise. As they step into their new roles in the New World, they risk losing who they used to be. What matters more? Keeping their responsibilities and role intact? Or the family bonds that they carry with them as a constant?