27: I Can See What's Happening

Camilla "So, why have you come here? Did you get into a fight with someone again?" Sasha questioned me. "Well, I did get into a fight...." "Oh my god." "No, no, wait, it's not exactly what you think," I said. "Not a brawl, we were just exchanging words." "With who this time?" Sasha asked, crossing her arms. "Shawn," I answered. "I knew that." "Hey, don't give me that face, alright? Do you have any idea what he did? It's so terrible." "Okay, and I'm guessing this is the part where you're going to want me ask you 'what did he do'." I shrugged. "Ask me or not, I was going to tell you anyway." "Well, you can start talking," Sasha said, her voice exhausted. She picked her water can from the ground, hunkering down, and she began to water her plants. "You're listening to me, right?" I asked. "Yeah," she replied, looking up at me. "But why don't you help me out with this? There's another one right there." She pointed at a water can which was behind me, on the ground. "Oh, okay, o