finchwoodacademy | 6:47 AM, Saturday morning.

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[Call to Noah:] (Zinnia screams at the top of her lungs the second Noah picks up the phone.)

She scream.

Edited 2019-01-05 06:40 (UTC)

"Red, I swear to shit," comes a muffled voice from Tal's bed. "You better be getting fuckin' murdered out there."

"Well. Too late to help her now," Petra replies into her pillow.