>Exhaling, Vixen pushed herself up off of her bed, letting her feet drop to the floor.
Shuddering, she pushed her upper body up, her left hand subconsciously grabbing her iPhone 6S and flickered onto Skype.
Letting her double layered eyes fixate on the brightness from her phone, illuminating the darkened room, she checked onto Connor's inbox. A small frown appeared as she saw the white dot by his icon - Offline.< "Welp, he's dead."