“Mm. I do need to be training, but I think the party is the perfect occasion to really piss someone off,” Lydia paused,. “... I do have a certain someone to get revenge on….” [I] Not that I could yet. He’d still wreck me at 80%. Rapid regeneration? Super strength and durability? What other powers has he learned that I don’t know about...[/I] “I might stop in. See if there’s anyone there that I really fucking hate.” She ate the last bite of her parfait, setting the dish next to her, leaning forward on her hands.

“Don’t you hate everyone?” Josh ventured, casually, from the couch. 

“Don’t give away my secrets, Willow.” Lydia answered, thinking to herself. “Maybe I’ll run into someone at the games today that I can just lay out.” 

“Be careful and have fun,” Josh responded, not really caring. 

“... Sorry, Benjamin. I don’t think I’ll be there long. And at the very least, I’ll be there, just causing trouble. Partying isn’t much fun when you can’t consume enough alcohol to make anything happen, and you don’t engage in random hookups. Or have friends.”