-and like that, the calm and peace were gone.

"It's in a motorboat," Amy deadpanned in response, sighing as she reached down her sleeping shirt and pulled it out. She glanced at the screen, smirked, then handed it to Lauren.

...

[i]Just take the compliment.[/i]

"Thanks, I guess," she said, the smirk only intensifiying as she glanced up at Ben as he entered. "I'm less ashamed of that than of [i]you[/i] beating me to being up, especially on a weekend-"

Oh.

Dammit.

It was parent's weekend. Right. Her slight smile didn't falter, except to maybe the most astute of observers. One less thing she had to worry about, she supposed--wasn't like Wisteria would have heard, much less show up, and her father could and she would never know it--but still, all the families being around was probably going to bother the hell out of her. Not much of the rest of the team seemed to talk about their parents, so at least she'd have them to rely on for company, even if the remainder of the few friends she'd made at Beacon would likely be busy with their relatives. She had a lot to do anyway, but... 

Quina and Arin's relationship had always made her jealous.

She mentally shook her head, then looked between the others. "So. What did you two get up to last night?"

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In all honesty, she didn't know what she was hoping for. The six year old with the bloody scalp, fledging feathers trying their best to come in, running into her arms rather than staying in her room as long as she could? The trembling hand trying to grab hers? Not happening, Wis, no way. Not after 16 years. Get over it.

Best that could happen was not getting her face smashed in--and frankly, there were days she thought she deserved it. Maybe she should just let the girl go, live her own life now that she'd finally resurfaced and Wis knew she was at least somewhat alright? But no, something kept pulling her back. The woman set her delicate jaw and shrugged slim shoulders, doing her best to seem determined with a body that was distinctly [i]not[/i] physically intimidating. 

[i]Here goes nothing.[/i]