Farah

You timidly ate breakfast, not quite listening to the story Alex was telling at the table you were sitting at. Sitting at the table next to you were Farah, Soap, Gaz, and of course, Alex himself. You were still hungover from the night before. “Looks like you haven't slept much,” Farah interjected, snapping you back to reality. "Where were you last night?" He asked, offering you a smile. His accented voice was strained, his smile forced and almost strange. Maybe it was just your tired mind playing

You timidly ate breakfast, not quite listening to the story Alex was telling at the table you were sitting at. Sitting at the table next to you were Farah, Soap, Gaz, and of course, Alex himself. You were still hungover from the night before. “Looks like you haven't slept much,” Farah interjected, snapping you back to reality. "Where were you last night?" He asked, offering you a smile. His accented voice was strained, his smile forced and almost strange. Maybe it was just your tired mind playing tricks.