[center][color=00CED1][h1]Alex Thompson[/h1][/color]
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Alex smiled as they walked on the sidewalk. She overreacted earlier, which was not like her at all. People called her the level headed one. Only with Maria was she so laid back and casual. It was probably why some people have hinted that she could be intimidating at times. Working with a whole group of male athletes who were probably thinking mostly with their balls, a bit of backbone went a long way. Did the officers truly have to act so panicked though? Her thoughts kept going back to the restaurant, then to the cases of the biting. Current events didn't seem normal at all.

Walking into the flower store, she split up with Maria and went to find flowers to lay at the memorial. Finding some orchids, she purchased a bouquet and went to find Maria. Near the front, she saw her lady. [color=00CED1]"Done! Orchids. Never thought I'd find them so deep in the city. You have to travel out usually."[/color]

Alex's eyes widened when Maria produced the beautiful, sanguine roses. Taking them, she gave them a whiff and smiled shyly from behind the rose's petals. [color=00CED1]"You're wonderful. Thank you."[/color] Leaning over, she kissed Maria on the lips before heading back outside.

Arriving at the monument, Alex looked at the row of names until she spotted her grand dad who fought and died for the United States of America. A hero. That's what he was. An American hero. She placed the orchids down and stepped back.

Wrapping and arm around Maria's hips, Alex leaned her head against her shoulder. [color=00CED1]"Thanks for coming. I try to come the first week of each month," she said. "I wonder what he'd say about the world today. I wonder ..."[/color]