"Why do you need so many pens?" Brooklyn asks while lying comfortably across Lexington's bed with her head propped on one hand.
We're currently in Lex's room waiting for the clock to hit six. I texted Lenore ten minutes ago, letting her know that we would have company on our call but I didn't elaborate further. I wasn't sure how to explain how we got to this point while leaving out all the parts about Sin. Doing this all at once is easier for me, and less confusing for her. I only texted her a heads up so she didn't start the call going off about what a bitch Brooklyn was like she did last time we had a phone conversation.
"I like to color-code my notes sometimes. It helps me keep certain pieces of information separate. Usually, I just take notes on my laptop for these calls, but I like to be prepared."
