"Can we expect Echo and her fists anytime soon?"

Morrissey closed the door of her and Echo's room. "No."

I'd never actually been in their room, and it was a lot tidier than mine and Seph's, and it had a lot more teeth. I could instantly tell which side of the room belonged to Morrissey. A lifelike drawing on her desk caught my eye, framed not with teeth but silver looped into hearts. It showed Morrissey, and a smaller, lookalike version of her missing several teeth, ...