Savannah Fukui's dorm (Private | Mature)

Her eyes burned, the brilliant, melted gold aflame like molten lava. "I'm heading over, now. Stay put." Without another word, she hung up the phone, setting it down just long enough to fit the shirt onto her properly before speed dialing Tony on speaker phone. As it rang, she did her best to see through the crying haze of her eyes, gathering up anything that she thought she might need and slinging it into a bag over her shoulder. Finally, he answered; she said two words: "Get me." before hanging up.