Zach Penn/Contacts

Maya:	Some day soon she's going to realize that she can't have it both ways. If I'm lucky it won't kill me.
Skylar:	She's got choices to make, but has to come to grips with her Second Noble Truth, first. "Fake it 'til you make it" still requires you to be willing to make it.
Heather:	I guess it's getting to be about that time. So what's this gonna be? We better figure it out quick. I don't know how much longer I can give you.
Alma:	Hoo boy. Part of me wishes I could spare her from what comes next. Part of me wants to cheer her on. Fuck this month.
Shadi:	This العصبي is a terror, to be sure. I could respect that if she weren't such a teenager.
Kai:	Congratulations. I'd thought you were less fragile than this, but it turns out you're just like the rest.
Alexandra:	She's useful enough, if inconsistent. I can't tell if she's trolling me or actually thinks I'm outright evil, now I'm not so sure about her either.
Victoria:	Behind nearly every face that pretty is a sheltered past of privilege. Gonna miss the work, but I ain't here for a war, yet.
Wednesday:	He's got a good heart. I wish the world he thinks we live in actually existed.
Arthur:	You can tell a lot about someone by how they treat the people around them.
Emma:	Don't worry kid, when someone is that afraid of me, I know they don't have anything I want. I do my best to not punch down.
Graham:	An okay Hermetic. Which basically puts him at the top of the bottom bracket, but hey... credit where it's due. I'm... cutting him some slack for now.
Sandra & Oliver:	Get. A. Room. With like, doors and shit. Seriously give me like, $200 and one trip to Home Depot and that whole situation could've been avoided.
Jim:	Real Bird. Real Boy. Or so he says. Not super impressed, but it's not like I'm used to reading talking birds. Alma thinks highly enough of him to keep him around. That might just be the bird thing though.
Jamila:	Ah. This brand of tribalism comes in cat people vs. dog people flavor now. How inspired.
Rayne:	*rubs face* I forget, sometimes, because of all the weirdos I hang out with, that societal norms are a thing. And then I find them... in an occult shop of all places.
James:	I guess we'll see, won't we?
Anthony:	*pinches the bridge of his nose* Maya...
Jack:	I guess he's gone walkabout or something. Maya's fond of him, and that's enough I guess. Hope he finds whatever.
Amane:	Oh man, what have I gotten myself into this time?
Mack:	Hope you gave whatever trouble you had the slip.
Hikaru:	I hope she's okay. Whatever else I may think of her, she doesn't deserve to go out like Irene. Nobody deserves that.
Ahana:	This isn't over.