The Devil You Know

HAZEL

The campus café tucked just off Delta Row hums with a chaotic Friday night energy. Frayed string lights drape across the weathered wooden patio, casting a dim yellow glow over the packed tables. The greasy scent of fried snacks mixes with the sharp tang of cheap draft beer. I pull my jacket tighter around my shoulders. I desperately need this mundane atmosphere tonight. It is the only way t