"The fuck… there's nothing to watch."
Hannah was on her bed, aimlessly scrolling through reels and streaming platforms, trying to find something to watch. But she had been doing this for an entire hour now, and the chips she brought for the movie were already long gone.
And after a few more swipes of her finger, she finally decided to call it a night and threw the phone away somewhere on the bed. But right when her shoulders completely relaxed and her head felt like it was sinking into her pillow, the chime of her ringtone blasted across the quiet room.
"What in the—?!" Hannah quickly leaped to find her phone, quickly planting it in front of her face to see who was calling her—and when she saw who it was, her eyes narrowed.
"The fuck…" she answered, groaning as she crossed her legs, "Do you know what time it is, Gracey? It—"
[Hannah! The news! Search up the news!]
