Roxy took her hand and stood up, slinging her ukulele over he shoulder. Christa was nice. She definitely like Christa. She held on to Christa's hand for a few extra moments after she was standing. Looking over the city, she was at a bit of a loss. Cars sat abandoned and crashed when their drivers disappeared and the shop fronts were empty.
"I don't know." She said. "I haven't seen any signs of anyone. But I mean, we can't be the only ones. Right?"