Chapter 5

Walking over to the mini fridge that multitasked as a table to hold up the television, Alice removed three cans of Budweiser. Returning to her friends who were sprawled out on the couches in the common area, she handed a can to each. 

“Guys!” Alice exclaimed loudly as she raised her drink somewhat indifferently, popping open the lid. “Here’s to another very successful operation.”

“Possibly one of our last.” Shane chirped in as she opened her beer as well, taking a long swig. 

“Which I masterminded, by the way.” Mark said excitedly, thrusting his open can of beer into the air, spilling foam onto his arm.

“Fine, we’ll give you that.” Alice chuckled as she sipped at her beer. “I think the well’s starting to run dry. Wouldn’t want you to graduate without getting in at least one good scheme your senior year.”

“Hey!” Mark scowled, playfully chucking a pillow at the blonde. “I’ve contributed plenty of good schemes this semester, thank you very much.”

“Just think guys,” Shane said, cutting into the conversation as she chucked her now empty can of beer over the back of the couch. “This time next year, we’ll have all gone our separate ways. How much is that going to suck?”

“God willing,” Mark said dramatically with an eye roll.

“Come on, you’re not actually looking forward to graduate school, are you?” Shane inquired, her right eyebrow raised high.

“I’m looking forward to getting my movie career off the ground,” Mark said honestly. “And of course, making some serious scratch.”

“And I’m looking forward to seeing you leaving this fucking room,” Alice said with a grin, flinging back the throw pillow towards Mark’s head.

“Good one, Louise Lane.” Mark jived back, his smile taking up half of his face. “But Alice here, she’s gonna get out too, I can see it. She’s gonna be a mastermind journalist of the universe.”

“That title there will help me get some fine bitches.” Alice chuckled at Mark’s concept of her career goal, finding it quite humors. 

“Come on guys,” Shane chasted, leaning forward on the couch to look at her friends closer before getting up to get another beer. “Are you telling me this hasn’t been the greatest four years of your life?”