Where: Ember's room When: Friday evening Who: @margaretwexley
"He's gunna be fine, Mags. Toby is like Mr. Capable, right? He'll just waltz down there like it's nothing and he'll be back in no time. Maybe even with more things that can help you." Why she felt the need to try and console her sister Ember wasn't sure, part of her wanting to convince herself just as much as Margaret.
"I mean, I didn't even know he was that popular in the building, but if so many people think he can do it, then he can. Besides he'll have Blue and his dog with him." Sitting at her vanity, eyes on her sister in the mirror, Ember picked a pretty pale pink nail polish and held it up. "Come on... just because it's like an apocalypse or whatever, does not mean we have to give up on grooming. Despite what all the movies would make you think."