Felix finished typing out the plan, after an in-depth explanation from Dawson on how to use a phone, the notes app, and a keyboard, “Ok, should I read the entire thing out loud?”

“Mhm,” Dawson responded, lounging back in his bed.

Dawson and Felix had finished their plan to set fire to the school after a couple of hours of problems, anger, and confusion.

“Step 1.” Felix began, “Put the globs, which are in an opaque water bottle, and gasoline near the school. Step 2, possess a janitor when the school is about to close… Maybe you should wear a mask or something? So, nobody gets in trouble?”

“Yeah, I guess that’s a good idea… keep going.” Dawson agreed.

“Step 3, drop a small amount of the globs on all the cameras. Step 4, turn off the sprinkler system and disable the smoke detectors-” Felix read.

“Wow, wait! Do you expect me to do this all alone?” Dawson asked, suspiciously.

“Well… I don’t want to be seen!”

“I can only possess for like 5 minutes! The cameras would be broken by this point, so you won’t be seen. You can’t be lazy, you’re gonna help.” Dawson rolled his eyes.

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Felix sighed and continued reading, “Step 5, you- uh… we pour the gasoline throughout the entire school. And then, step 6, we throw a lighter in there and run out.”

Dawson nodded his head triumphantly, “This is gonna be easy and fun!”

“Well, it has to be done in less than 5 minutes… so maybe not so easy…?” Felix reminded him.

Dawson grumbled something under his breath and shrugged.

“Whatever, not easy, but doable at the very least.” Dawson smiled, sitting up.

Felix nodded his head in agreement, and as he did silence filled the room. Dawson zoned out at the wall and Felix pursed his dry lips.

“What do we do now?” Felix asked, breaking the silence.

“Hm… power practice?” Dawson.

“I think it would be a good idea, especially for you…. I mean, this entire plan relies on you.” Felix admitted.

Dawson felt a nervous lump form in his throat, “Yeah,” He answered dryly.

Felix, oblivious, asked, “So, who are you going to possess? Octavia?”

“No, I don't want to do her or Wyatt. It feels like… wrong, I can't explain it.” Dawson shook his head.

“Mhm, then who?”

Dawson looked at Felix’s slightly swollen eye, moving down to his cracked lips on his puffy face.

“Ok, I have an idea.”