Veronica woke up late from a very restless night of sleep. The nightmares were back in full force after
last night's events.
She went into the kitchen and made some tea, knowing the coffee would jar her nerves too much. She plopped down in the chair with her mug and stared into space. It was almost funny how a few days ago she thought having a
bunny for a boyfriend was her biggest problem. Her
food fight with Nadia and the emo-free
tea party were distant memories.
And she couldn't stop thinking about something
Callisto had said yesterday.
She knew she had to go pick Logan up from Angel at some point, but she also knew that if she didn't cheer herself up, Logan would immediately know something was wrong and she definitely didn't want him asking questions.