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I let that flood me, even as Charlie says, “Time will tell where this all ends anyway”

I droptalent ofet voted off the island”

“H? Possibly you feel like you’re not strong enough to be the sole survivor—”

“I’m not weak,” I cut in “And you’re a dick”

“I am,” Charlie flashes a shly aware of my flaws”

“The ones you just let fester like ugly cysts that need ruptured?”

Charlie blinks “Beckett rit”

Beckett smiles softly at me, and after I exhale, I notice the mess of crushed Coca-Cola cans on Beckett’s vanity That’s odd

“What’s with all the coke cans?” I ask, drawing Charlie’s attention to the disaster too

Beckett is usually very precise about his things Plus, if our Uncle Stokes (the CEO of Fizzle) saw the coke products, he’d think Beckett has become the Judas of the faies for Fizzle

Us pro Coke Zero is not in that plan

Beckett glances at the vanity, then rolls his eyes “Leo” Annoyance coats that na repaired for water daraceful hand to the coke cans—“on purpose”

I stand to grab the trash bin, but Charlie is swifter Snagging the bin, he swipes the cans into the trash before I can, and I try not to stab a look into him

But as Beckett’s best friend, that was my friendship duty

I plop back on the stool “Does Leo know you have OCD?” I ask since it’s not public knowledge

“No,” Beckett fixes his hair again with more frustration “And I prefer it stays that way”

“It will,” Charlie assures

“Maybe Leo is jealous of you”

“You think?” Charlie says like I’m an idiot

If I had a projectile, I’d throw it at hies like I’m a child

“Can you spell immature?”

“F-U-C-K”

Beckett laughs, then says to me, “He’s definitely jealous of me, Sul He wants what I have”

“Which is?”

“Looks, char to the floor in a split and stretching forward “He’s pissed I took his role”

Beckett filled in for Leo Valavanis one night, and the company preferred his performance of Romeo over Leo’s

They switched spots