A conversation without end is like a sandstorm: it encompasses everything, swallows it all and whirls, whips round from place to place, set on a pre-ordained path it is impossible to stop and building - always building to a breaking point; the crashing thunder of an argument.
And what are wars but arguments out of control?
Rule Number 143 of SS
Don’t tell your boy/girlfriend that you like their brother.
This will cause them to flip out.
And when the school explodes, it’s only a matter of time until we figure out who ratted themselves out.
A story about secret societies, unrequited romances, scalding hot tea, and the too often done human tendency of settling for second best.