The Morning After

“That was not our finest moment,” I said with a weak cough.

“Sadly, not our worst though either.”

“But it’s not like anything bad happened, right? Candace is okay?”

“Yeah,” Freddie said slowly then, “wait … actually, I think that was just the beginning of Candace’s troubles.”

I frowned. “Really?”

“Oh no!” Freddie said with a gasp. “Don’t you remember what happened next? The toast? Oh crap! And then there was the—”

“Okay, slow down, you’ve lost me. I remember we ran down the hill, and—”