Everybody else has a life

“Hello… Hello. Is anybody in here?”
She wanders about the dim lit, seemingly abandoned room, as it resonates with every call she makes.

She stumbles over some of B’s books, sees D's cell phone he left to avoid calls, the work BC was stressing over, Seeker’s spelling list… She realizes someone’s there, hovering over a computer, reading/commenting on Aurora. BashmentBass.