Flora’s mom leaves her room, and my mom leaves a minute later. They change out of their hazmat suits and walk down the hallway together.

It’s kind of cool how our moms have become friends. Maybe they’ll hang out when we all get back to Brooklyn. Maybe we’ll all hang out together. Go to Prospect Park together, go to our favorite restaurants together. It’s a weird Brady Bunch thing to think.

I think about the fluffy blueberry pancakes at the diner down the street from my apartment. How one time I found a hair in my food, but I pulled it out and ate the rest of the pancakes—that’s how good they are.

I feel my stomach rumble. Now I’m craving hairy pancakes.

I look across the hallway, and Flora is still awake. She’s sitting up in bed, with her phone in her hand.

I wonder if she’s catching up on the hashtag. I hope she’s not mad that I told people how she was doing. It was probably a stupid thing to do. I wonder if it’s too late to delete the post. I wonder if she’s seen what everyone is saying about the kiss. Our kiss.

I’m fiddling with my phone, feeling embarrassed for posting stuff about her, when Joey suits up and walks in.

“Enjoy your last day in solitary confinement,” he says as he does his vitals checks.

“Huh?”

“You and Flora will be reunited tomorrow,” he says, writing down the results.

“Really? How?”

“The same way we took you out. On a stretcher.”

“That’s not what I meant.” I’m not sure what I meant. “I just, I didn’t know we’d be roommates again.”

“Well, now you do. You’ll be roommates again tomorrow.”

“I wonder what Kelsey will think about that,” I say, mostly to myself.

But of course Joey overhears. “I do too.” He grins evilly. “Hasta luego. That means—”

“I know what it means! I’m half Mexican!” I snap.

But he’s already out the door.

I look across the hall again to Flora, who is still on her phone. Does she know that we’ll be roommates again?

Roommates again. Quaranteens together again. Oh god. Does this mean Flora and I will be expected to post stuff? The followers are ruthless. So far I’ve been letting Kelsey do most of the work. Even the update about Flora was mostly written by Kelsey. Team Kelser. What about when I’m part of Team Floriver again?

I start a text to Flora, but don’t know what to say. I never know what to say.