<em>Danica with the girls and Crash, Ingrid and Ghost kind of nearby</em><br/><br/>Chuckling at Spencer's story, she kept listening and nodded, agreeing with some stuff.  Surprised at how Spencer's adopted brother had taken her virginity, she tried to hide the emotion.  She knew a bit about her roommate's past, and her roommate knew a bit about hers.  There were some things that she couldn't tell anyone, some things too awful, but she and Spencer were close.<br/><br/>"Well, that makes me not want to." She squeezed her roomy's hand and then pulled away when her phone buzzed.  Danica's eyes widened and she looked at her friend. "I'm so sorry, hun. Why didn't they…" No, she wasn't going there, wasn't going to make it even harder on Spencer.<br/><br/>No, Danica's life was good. Great.  Spencer was the one who had it rough.  Danica realized that she had nothing to complain about.<br/><br/>Looking up at Riley, she took a sip of her soda and watched as Ingrid got one as well.  Ingrid didn't drink a lot, she'd noticed.  But she did notice Riley sliding behind the group.  She didn't say anything.  "Yeah, I'll get minutes as soon as possible. Call us and let us know something. Text if nothing else."<br/><br/>Nodding at the comment of 'poor thing', she took another slow sip of soda.  She saw Ghost nearby and the two members of the club talking.  Wasn't any of her business.<br/><br/>"Crash, your room is cleaned and your laundry started. Went by, but you weren't there, was going to chat you up." If that's what one wanted to call it. "Catch you another time.  You know, the apartment above Spencer and I is empty now. Could really do with a protective eye around there. We're the only ones that live there."<br/>