'Well this is awkward'. Zephyr thought that after the fight the students would form their own little group, it was common for like minded people to gather together. But no.
Everyone did their own thing, ever single person minded their own business, acting as if they were strangers. They had been living together for at least a year now for goodness sake.
He discovered that they weren't the only people in the black maw dorm, all together they were eighteen but still everyone minded their business.
Turning in his bed he could see that Oliver buried his head his his pillow pretending to be asleep, but judging from the erratic breathing of his heart Zephyr could tell he was still awake.
