Thorne: cinder i am stuck in the closet and i'm pretty sure i have a black eye from falling shoes heeeeelp
Cinder: shhh i'm working
Thorne: plz help me i'm being bombarded by crap
Cinder: okay fine. find my screwdriver?
Thorne: it hit me on the head just now
Cinder: LOL coming to save u
Thorne: Plz don't tell cress
Cinder: i'm texting her now, *too late*
Thorne: ahhh noo
Cinder: want me to tell her anything
Thorne: i'll tell her
Cinder: K Bye
