Why Does the Universe Hate us SO Much?
The night after Harry's discovery was a sleepless one. Daisy was usually a fairly heavy sleeper but that day she was tossing and turning all night as she could not stop thinking about everything that would happen when the news got out.
She knew that by the next morning the entire camp would have heard about it and at least two or three people would have snuck out and got themselves shot. There was also an escape attempt every time one of these things were found. No one had ever succeeded or survived but that somehow never managed to convince the rest that attempting an escape on a whim like that was never going to be successful.
After a sleepless night, a Daisy that was still in partial zombie mode made her way to the hall hoping against hope that the first thing that she would run into wouldn't be an announcement about more deaths. Luckily for her, the first thing that she saw was a familiar head of messy black hair that brought a smile to her face as it always did.
"Good Morning! You look..." Harry began before trailing off.
"...awful," she offered," you don't have to lie you know."
"Well...um...well," he stuttered.
"It’s okay really. I didn't get much sleep yesterday so I am more of a hot mess than usual today," she said.
"Ohh...why's that?" he asked," I've never known you to lose sleep. You're literally the heaviest sleeper that I know."
"I think all the craziness finally got to me. We get reassigned, a freaking spaceship crashes and now this."
"When you put it that way," said Harry, stroking his chin thoughtfully," that's sounds ridiculous doesn't it?"
"Yup," said Daisy," where's Aria?"
"Oh she'll be here soon. I think Mom wanted to tell her something if I remember correctly."
"Ahh...well we should be leaving soon. With this current schedule we really don't want to run late."
"Yeah," said Harry.
Two hours later, they found themselves hard at work, still chipping away at the larger pieces of the spaceship. So far Harry had managed to restrain themselves from going to check on the door to try and scan for all the weak points that it might have. The plan was to make sure that they worked more on the other side of the spaceship to continue the illusion that they were just following a pattern. While they could easily get away with a hole yesterday, if they didn't pay attention to the other side today, the guards would be suspicious.
By that point, they'd finally finished clearing out that side and Harry was ready to sneak through towards the other side and see what he could find. Daisy was standing near the opening herself, trying to catch a glimpse while Aria stood a bit further off, pretending to be engrossed in work.
She watched as Harry carefully peered at the door while pretending to inspect the engine of the fallen ship. As she watched, Harry stiffened suddenly and his shoulders slumped. That's not a good sign. Harry turned and the look on his face told her all that she needed to know. There was only one thing that could have conjured up the forlorn expression currently on Harry's face.
He walked over, the spring that had been in his step since yesterday now gone.