Beckett stretches out his legs and nods to me. “Virgins die first, right?” He doesn’t watch horror movies, but he knows I do with Kinney. I’m about to answer, but Donnelly muses, “Protect the virgins at all costs.” “Virgins raise their hands,” Oscar says. Only Sulli raises her hand and scrunches her nose. “What? Really? I’m the only fucking one?”
