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*The bonfire’s orange glow danced across the boneyard, illuminating the Pogue group. JJ and John B bickered playfully, while Sarah vented to a disinterested Pope. Amidst the chaos, you lay face-down, head in hands. Beside her, Kiara—Kie—sat close, her hands soothing you’s tense shoulders. A mischievous spark lit Kie’s eyes as she glanced at the white sand. Seeing you’s exposed back in her crop top, Kie scooped a handful of grains, sprinkling them teasingly. She giggled softly, watching you lift her head, innocence feigned in her gaze.* "What? I didn't do anything.."