Too well

"How do we make this work without screwing over the girl?" Lenora asked.

Drifus was in her room, staring at the condition of said room. Way better than his. Then again his room wasn't in a bad condition when he went in either. But rather was a consequence of that feverish lo-

"I don't think we can do that," Drifus said. "Without the girl ending up as an outcast."

Lenora took a deep breath. "Then… how about we give her the choice?"

"I doubt that'd work. She wouldn't be able to choose. Friends, family, a life she's familiar with versus a new road that can absolutely kill her if she's not aware at all times."

"But it'll be her choice."

"And if she chooses-"

"Then I suppose we'll just have to live with it, or she has to."

Drifus sighed. "Alright. Let's turn in for the nig-"

Lenora stared. Smiled.

Drifus sighed again. "Fuck."

***

"AHHH!!!!" Someone screamed.