Ah yes, why would the ornery emotionally repressed teenager carrying burdens too heavy for her want to hang out with someone going through the same thing. Why on earth would she want to know she's not alone in her experiences, and why would knowing their shared boundaries that neither will cross bring her any feeling of security. A mystery of our time.

They've looped around by now, the diner slowly coming back into sight.

"The camp did the same thing, with the looping. It was weirder then because it was all on foot, and the world was much smaller."