Akiva is so damn tired of seeing all these dead people.

REMY: "Good thing I own a couch, but like... How long is 'a while?'" Akiva looks out the car window, face in her hand, watching as the car heads down State Street. The sunset casts the glimmering towers into an orange and purple light. The L tracks stretch over the road. A group of people walk on the corner of the State Street Macy's, surrounded by blue and yellow spirits. A green spirit lies in the road. A yellow spirit sits on the stairs outside a store. REMY: "I know it's hard on you, but... Dakota isn't too hot on the idea of someone else living at our place. It's tiny as is." Akiva covers her eyes with her hand.