Chapter 21

• Waiting Room Blues
• [Faye]
• Waiting rooms are a dark, soulless void that can make one lose all sense of time. I can’t be sure how long we have been sitting here, but it feels like hours have passed. Embyr has resorted to watching makeup fails videos on social media while listening to music on her phone with her oversized headphones. Devona is trying to look bored, nonchalant, but is failing as she sits alert, her spine straight, cleaning her fingernails with the longest dagger I’ve ever seen. Occasionally she stops to twist her wrist in a figure 8, practicing various holds and rotations. Where this knife has been hiding this whole time is a mystery to me. She pulled it out of her pants pocket. How did she have that in her pocket and I had no idea? Also, why is she using it to clean her nails?