That Shay was in possesion of hand grenades was a comforting thought showed what kind of night this had become.

Never bored on a hoverboard.

The world needed more fireworks- especially now that there was going to be a shortage of beautiful, useless things.

Shay sometimes talked in a mysterious way, like she was quoting the lyrics of some band no one else listened to.

When she awoke, the world was on fire.

It's just programming"
"No. It's because I love him