Apr 6, 2016
@furiouslegacy @krys-crock
Spontaneous serious conversations weren’t Lyra’s strong suit at all. And by the way Meg texted Krys back, it seemed like that was another trait the two roommates had in common. But Lyra still thought that maybe the conversation with Krys could turn out to be somewhat beneficial for their friend. But then the”fuck you” texts started rolling in and Lyra chuckled nervously. And then nervous chuckles turned to genuine concern when a minute of silence went by. Which turned into looking up at the girl next to her with wide eyes. “Meg. Pants on. We’ve got to go.” Rolling off her own bed, Lyra rushed to pull on a pair of sweatpants and held out her hand for Meg. “Six minutes is too long. Come on.”