Bursting into my room, I round on the awaiting Reshma, breathing heavily after my sprint down the corridor. For a moment she stands there in shock, quivering slightly at the sudden intrusion before she realises that the intruder is, in fact, me.
"Jeez Serena," she grumbles teasingly with a roll of her eyes, flopping back down on the bed against as I hastily jam the jaw shut behind me. She rolls her eyes. "You could have knocked before you came barging on in here like a race horse. I thought you were Azrael!"
"No time," I inform her quickly, skittering around my room to collect the sparse supplies that I have hoarded over the past few days. Reshma shoots me a strangled look, brows rising on her forehead.
"No... time?"
