“AND the trucker hat," Alice chuckled, adjusting the cap on her head.

"I LIKE this hat."

Holly Laughed. "Yes, and sorry to the hat.”

The room went silent again. But just for a bit.

"I'm..." Zofi began hesitantly, the first time she'd spoken up at all.

“I'm sorry for..." she began again, but still paused, swallowed, and gave Naimh an anguished look with fresh tears in her eyes. "I shouldn't have said what I said Last night."

“Oh, no, I deserved that one," Naimh said with a shrug, glancing at me for just a moment before returning her attention back to Zofi. "That's one I'm gonna have to live with for the rest of my life."

"I still shouldn't have said it," Zofi apologized.

“And I'm sorry for calling you a whore," Naimh replied.

Zofi frowned. "You called me a whore?"

Sam Laughed.

“We really couldn't understand you when your accent got that thick. You were yelling stuff in Irish, too."

“It was kind of hot, actually," I added.

Everyone Laughed at that.

Naimh thought for a moment. "Actually, I think I called you a whore," she said to Sam.

Everyone just Laughed harder.

But Naimh turned and looked at me.

“I'm really sorry, Matty."

I replied sincerely, “I already forgave you."

"I know you did." She took a deep breath and Looked rather melancholy, in stark contrast to the room's laughter of a moment ago.

“I'm still working on forgiving myself, though."

Now it was Alice's turn to reach out to hug her, and the room once more lapsed into silence.

I looked over at Sam, and she looked straight back at me. "You good?" I asked her.

Sam pursed her Lips, mused on that, and nodded.

“I'm good."