[ when jade scoots aside, it's clear she's not sure what to expect, but she nods because yes her eyes, she could barely see enough to pick up her phone.

the attic still needs a lot of work, but there's paint cans strewn about, and jade's bed sheets litter the floor, as if she'd crawled over and just discarded them like a crumb trail back to her bed. it's messy, but less in a teenage occupant kind of way and more of a "still planning out how i want my new room to look" manner. ]

Like -- color or--? I can't, um, I think I need glasses. Really strong glasses because I, um, can't even see where your nose is?