"Okay." Saturday forces herself up and rolls her neck. Oh, god, that hurts. But she can shove it away. Will shove it away. Still, she's a bit slow looking into the next room.

"What next... aw, fuck this guy." She stares flatly at the air rams. Bomp. Bomp. Bomp. "Seriously, I will pay for his penthouse subscription. This is unnecessary."

Bomp.

She drags a hand down her face.