[She’s projecting, but in that pause Aubrey feels like an ant under a magnifying glass. It’s objectively ridiculous, even she can recognize that; just a text. Her own damn fault for letting her house stay this overgrown. Yeah, yeah, she’s awake now; pile of raw nerves schleps itself out of bed, swatting at dead tangles.

[Sunny seemed like he wanted to be alone for the night. Or was that last night? Fuck, she has work to do.]

I don’t really have time for that right now, but I guess if it lasts I’ll ask about it.

[Does she have training today…]

Thanks. Watch out for those vines yourself.