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“But,” Lane smirks, “it is nice to have a much quieter time for once.”

“Fuck off, Brooks,” I laugh.

“At least we get to relax tonight before the season starts this week,” Knox says.

“About that…” Josh says, trying to tamp down a smile. “Ella and I thought of a fun game.”

“If you tell me it’s Monopoly, I’m leaving.”

“As if any of us would play Monopoly with Brooks again,” Cole laughs.

“What the hell did I do to get shit on so much tonight?” Lane asks emphatically.

“It’s not Monopoly,” Ella cuts in.

Olive looks at her in curiosity. “What is it then?”

“It’s a scavenger hunt. Something a little different than what we usually do.”

“Oh, I love scavenger hunts!” Harlow says happily.

“You love everything, Lo,” I laugh, and she just shrugs.

“Anyway,” Josh says. “Ell has your first clue. See if you can work it out.”

Ella hands the clue off to Olive, and the rest of us gather around to see what’s written.

I don’t really understand why we’re doing a scavenger hunt randomly, but at least it’s something different to break up the monotony.

“What’s it say?” Rory prods as Liv reads through it.

“Where is the only place where today comes before yesterday?”

Harlow groans. “I didn’t know they were going to be riddles.”

“Shit,” I breathe. “I’ve never been good at those.”

“Nobody is good at riddles.” Cole rolls his eyes. “How the hell do we figure this out then?”

“It’s a dictionary,” Ari says out of nowhere, and we all turn to look at him in disbelief.

“A dictionary?” Lane asks.

“Put the words in alphabetical order, and today comes before yesterday.” He shrugs like he’s not just revealed himself to be some sort of riddle genius.

“Check the bookshelf!” Liv yells.

We all cross the room to the bookshelf they have on the far wall, and I catch Ari’s attention while we do. “Didn’t know you were good at riddles, Casanova.”

He smiles at me softly. “There are a lot of things you don’t know about me, sweetheart.”

I don’t have a chance to reply before Knox finds the dictionary—who has a physical dictionary anymore?—and pulls out another clue.

He reads it out loud.“Take off my skin. I won’t cry, but you will! What am I?”

“What the fuck kind of clue is that?” Rory grumbles. “It doesn’t make sense.”

Ari sighs next to me. “It’s an onion.”