"Yeah," Chrissy whispers, her eyes wide as she looks up at Eddie. She hadn't thought much about it back in the apartment, except to make sure she put it on silent mode before the sirens began sounding. Carrying it has become strangely second-nature, though, a fact she spares just a second to be quietly grateful for as she pulls it out of her pocket.
Scrolling through her contacts, she taps on Alex's name, then almost presses the button to call her. She quickly thinks better of it, though. "I'll text her," she decides instead, shaking her head slightly. "Less noise."
Even that is easier said than done. As she begins typing out a message, she can't stop her hands from shaking.
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Scrolling through her contacts, she taps on Alex's name, then almost presses the button to call her. She quickly thinks better of it, though. "I'll text her," she decides instead, shaking her head slightly. "Less noise."
Even that is easier said than done. As she begins typing out a message, she can't stop her hands from shaking.