Thread:Victory the NightWing/@comment-38158014-20190513135006/@comment-36195412-20190531214828

Kian stared at the door in disbelief, his jaw nearly hitting the ground. "Tha--tha--my mom's gonna--how--"

He stared some more before reaching into his bag for his phone, which was on one percent. ...dang it Dana, he thought. Not again.

"We're stuck," he said finally, surprisingly calm, though the unreadable expression in his eye begged to differ.