Right, so Val could be a little on edge about people other than her family members or Jordan getting close to her. Years of nightmares and terrible visions that began just like that had her traumatized. She knew Cori couldn't get her attention otherwise, but Val was more of a shoot and ask questions later type of person. She shrugged the shoulder where Cori tapped her as if it now burned red hot and read the stupid note to herself.
"What does it say?" Bree asked.
"Gimmie a pen," Val replied with a sigh.
"What?"
"A pen, Bree! A pen!"
And in Valerie's outstretched hand, she received a purple crayon. Val kept her annoyed muttering to a minimum as she crayoned in her reply. 'Every1's fine. Go back 2 ur mindless texting.'