The night in Los Angeles had been uncomfortable. Nico and other-Victor had disappeared into a bedroom, and no one else felt like doing much beyond staring dumbly at the television. Xavin was the only one who seemed able to speak much, and she wasn't exactly a great conversationalist ( Read more... )

So far, Bay's brilliant plan to take Gert home with her to deflect questions and ease any lingering tension had worked perfectly. Kathryn had fussed over the purple-haired girl, which made Toby sympathetic, and now he was Gert's temporary best friend. And Gert had actually seemed kind of impressed by the stuff in Bay's studio, which was always a ( Read more... )

Bay had decided to try a cool new manicure design she found online. Because she had yellow and black polishes, and she was bored, and -- well, why not?

She carefully applied the polishes with a teensy nail brush, wiggling her fingers as she did. Waiting for layers of polish to dry was the worst.

( Meanwhile, on the other bed... )

Bay was having a perfectly nice day -- some Netflixed anime, a little sketching, a little calculus -- when her brother had to get in touch and ruin it ( Read more... )