Never bored on a hoverboard.

The lie took form as she spoke, pulling on as many strands of truth as it could reach.

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

Bubbly is bogus.

When she awoke, the world was on fire.

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