Gabriel: Hey, puppy. She dropped her phone, heat flooding into her cheeks. Gabriel had seen her typing and deleting. Moses: What? Theodore: ?? Cian: Did she say something? Gabriel: She was working her way up to it. Kilian: Illy? Isobel: Hey Niko: Hey Theodore: OH MY GOD. Theodore: ARE YOU OKAY? Elijah: According to her chart, she’s fine. Isobel: Do you have cameras inside my room? Elijah: Unfortunately, no. Also, hey. Isobel: Hey. Moses: Jesus Christ with the heys.
