Monty and his group picked a table close to Calliope's group.

They chatted over burgers and fries, sneaking glances at Calliope every now and then. But she didn't even bother to look up at them, not once. After a couple failed attempts at eye contact, they just exchanged awkward looks and kept quiet.

When Calliope and her crew finished eating, they got up to leave.

Monty's group scrambled to gather their stuff and trailed right after them.

As Calliope's group piled into the elevator, Monty and his friends tried to squeeze

in too, but Silas and Uriah blocked the way.

"Sorry, no more room," Uriah said, expression icy.

Monty glanced at the nearly empty elevator and grumbled, "There's plenty of space..."

like being crowded,"

rolled his eyes, but there was nothing they could do

group hurried into the next elevator and

in the city, the kind of place that really goes all out for the winter holidays, with parades, fireworks, and food stalls at every corner. The auction wasn't until the evening, so Calliope's crew decided to spend the afternoon sightseeing, maybe catch the street performers or grab some

of the hotel, the distant pops

talk to your mom? She really wants to make things right with

interested," Calliope replied over

luck. "Callie, please! I want to

tugging at her lips.

I'll even watch the livestream. Let's see what you think you did

she'd actually help Zelda call the local news and set

stared at Calliope like she'd grown

never thought she'd actually have to admit fault—much less

expression twisted with disbelief and

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