“Don’t be obtuse, Jackie. You know what Zoe meant.”

“...well maybe she should say what she means...” Jackie huffed.

Sol shot her a quick glare, Jackie rolling her eyes in response. Zoe opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by another voice behind her.

“C’mon guys, fighting won’t get us anywhere, now.”

The three turned to see Sol’s sister Flora, leaning against the, now open, hideout doorway. She scanned the trio, a smirk dancing at the corner of her mouth.

“You’re right. But—“

“Jackie, enough!” Sol huffed as she made her way across the narrow walk. Flora pushed herself off the door frame to meet her sister’s embrace.

“I thought you weren’t coming!” Sol beamed.

“And miss you lot getting your asses handed to you?! No way!” The two of them chuckled and sighed, before securing the door.

“Welcome back, Flo!” Zoe finally piped up, a small smile inching over her face. Flora grinned and gave her a nod.

“Nice to see you too, Martinez...” she teased, eyeing Jackie for a moment, before returning her attention to Sol.

“So, what’d I miss?” Flora asked walking over to the little wooden table with a hand drawn map scrawled over it. Her fingers traced along the territories lines as she studied it.

“We’re down in numbers. We even lost Hadley and April.” Sol replied, following her to the center of the small space. Moving to show the markings she’d made on the parchment, she continued, “and here, the Wailers were able to commandeer the southern bunker. The eastern safe zone is the only—“

“Don’t you mean I let them commandeer the bunker? I thought, you prided yourself on using “overt and concise language” right? No need to sugar coat it for my sake!” Jackie sneered. Everyone looked at her in quiet judgement for a second until Flora furrowed her brows, shifting on her heels before she spoke.

“What the hell is your problem, Martinez, it’s just a goddamn game?!” she spat, taking a few steps toward Jackie.

“Flo.” Sol interjected.

“No, I wanna know why she’s getting all bent over this shit!”

“Flo,” Sol swept her arm up in front of Flora, giving her a stern look.

“Pfft. Whatever.” Flora sucked her cheek in as she leaned back against the table. Sol turned her attention to Jackie and Zoe. Both staring silently, each displaying expressions of exasperation, disappointment, and regret.

“Everyone makes mistakes, Jackie,” Sol breathed as she approached the pair, “and this is just a game. But most importantly...” she moved to place her hand on Jackie’s shoulder, and finished, “we’re a team.”

Jackie’s mouth fell open as she looked up at Sol’s reassuring expression.

“She’s right.” Flora conceded, shuffling over to the others. “Now what do you say we win this thing?”

“You’ve got a plan?” Sol probed, eyes narrowing as she glanced over.

“I’ve got THE plan...” Flora winked.