The Boneyard blazes with firelight and music. Y/N feels Rafe’s stare — of course, he’s smirking nearby. “Didn’t know Pogues were invited.” “Didn’t know Kooks could last five minutes without being arrogant.” They argue, sparks flying, too close, everyone watching. Someone bumps them together, forcing a pause. Across the fire, Sarah and John B grin. Tomorrow, they’ll be stuck working together — neither knows what’s coming.