Later that evening, as they had all said, they all went out to celebrate Liam's and Fiona's reunion.
The lounge was cozy and alive with soft chatter, the low hum of conversations blending with the faint clinking of glasses.
Liam, Fiona, Phil, and Elena sat together in a comfortable corner, the mood, light and carefree. Elena, however, wasn't her usual cheery self. While the rest of them had alcohol in their glasses, hers contained nothing but juice, a fact that seemed to sour her mood.
She swirled the glass of orange juice in front of her, looking at it with disdain before glancing at Phil. "This isn't fair," she grumbled, her voice tinged with frustration.
"What isnt fair?" Fiona asked in confusion and Elena eyed her glass.
"You all get to drink, and I'm stuck with juice," she said causing Fiona to laugh.
