Broken Boulder there’s an old voice in my head that’s holding me back

So he wasn't happy. The corners of her mouth tugged down in a disappointed frown, feeling both envy and loneliness engulf her in one big wave. That he could have all the friends in the world, and multiple lovers, to boot, and still be in misery was a mystery to her, and she almost resented him for it. Almost.

"Normal is us being together," Lily responded, forcing a smile. "We just don't spend enough time together. Perhaps we need to call a meeting. Go for a hunt, play a game. . .I don't know. Something that will bring us all together again."

She had been so focused on giving advice that something he'd said had flown right over her head, but in the silence that followed her statement, it came to her again, and she looked at him in alarm. "Wait, what thing?" Lily asked, eyes flashing with fear. "God, is Lennon hurt? What happened?" She hadn't seen the man in so long that if something were amiss, she would have no earthly idea.