Gray.
"How is she?" I said into the receiver, my eyes scanning the quiet neighbourhood as I leaned against the car, glancing at the watch strapped to my wrist.
"She hasn't been outdoors in a while. . ." He responded, his voice trailing off for a while. "But she left her apartment a few days ago and you wouldn't believe where she went." He chuckled.
"Where?"
"She went to see Lucas for ratting her out. You have seen her, so you can imagine how ugly the whole thing went." He relayed, and I couldn't hold back the tiny smirk that formed on my lips. "Do you think she is up to something?" he asked me.
"Oh, don't worry," I assured him with a grin. "She's not going to try anything funny. I saw it in her eyes. She is too self-absorbed to allow herself to die." I told him. "Don't lose her. Keep
