“How much is a laptop?” I managed to ask, clinging onto that thread of love like it was going to save me from falling off a cliff. “You don’t have to do that, Luna. It’s fine. I can figure it out,” she said. “But you need it for school. I can send you some money over—” Thea shook her head sharply. “No, it’s fine, Luna. I’ve got it.” She had it? How?
Her AND the roommate doin shady shi?
