60. [ RL; no better place to sulk than belfast; backdated to secrets ]
[ Yeah, yeah, interfering, whatever. Even if Tieria had somewhat mollified her in the end, she was still making good on her promise to come bother Lyle if she got yelled at for that one secret, mostly because she really had a pizza craving now that they'd been talking about it. So hanging onto her RIGHTEOUS AND JUSTIFIED ANNOYANCE like nobody's business, here she is, banging on the door of his flat.
She'd made good on her promise to replace his lock after she'd shot it off last time, and if she'd been remotely smart at the moment, she would have had a duplicate key made for herself then... but banging down his door was more fun, anyway. ]
She'd made good on her promise to replace his lock after she'd shot it off last time, and if she'd been remotely smart at the moment, she would have had a duplicate key made for herself then... but banging down his door was more fun, anyway. ]