The group chat was created at 6:42 PM.
Mali stared at her phone.
Krit added: Phuwin, Mali, Arthit
Silence.
Then—
Krit:"Welcome to hell."
Mali closed her eyes. "…Of course."
Phuwin:"Delete this."
Krit:"No ❤️"
Mali:"Can we be serious for five minutes?"
Three dots appeared.
Then disappeared.
Then—
Arthit:"We should decide what we're doing for the booth."
The chat went quiet again.
Mali could almost feel the tension through the screen.
Krit:"Wow. Straight to business. I respect it."
Phuwin:"Just pick something simple."
Mali:"Food booth?"
Krit:"No. Too much work."
Mali:"You don't do any work anyway."
Krit:"Exactly. That's why I'm thinking ahead."
A pause.
Then—
Arthit:"Games booth?"
Mali read it twice.
Safe.
Neutral.
Good.
Mali:"That could work."
Krit:"Okay, I like this. We scam people legally."
Phuwin:"It's not scamming."
Krit:"Speak for yourself."
Another pause.
Shorter this time.
Less heavy.
Mali:"Let's meet tomorrow after school and plan?"
Seen.
Seen.
Seen.
Arthit:"Okay."
Phuwin:"…Fine."
Krit:"I'm bringing snacks."
Mali stared at the screen.
"…This is going to be a mess."