Nathan took a few slow, even breaths, waiting for his shoulder to scream at him in pain, but he’d managed to roll well enough not to aggravate anything. “Yeah. Sure. I think…I think so. That was very stupid on my part.”
“No, it was my fault. I should have been able to hang onto you, I was just—”
“Hello? Someone back here?” came the voice of a teenage girl, and before Cam could finish what he was about to say or maybe roll off of Nathan so their position didn’t look quite so incriminating, the girl from the stage parted the curtain and found them tangled on the floor. “Oh…uhhh…sorry?” she said, quickly dropping the part of the curtain she had pulled back. She was younger, probably a sophomore, and had long brunette hair tied back from her face. They heard her walk quickly away from them.
Cam started chuckling.