Training [open]

[vicioussweetie]

Ali had told Sweeney she couldn't, wouldn't be coming around as often anymore. He'd had fair warning, and seemed to take the news well. And she had meant it. Mostly. So when she found herself headed to his house for lunch the next day, she told herself it was because Jubilee might be joining them. And she had to check on his progress with the puppy. It was a good excuse to get off campus and away from leering idiots. The walk was good for her. The food would be better than at school. Her walk took her through the market, where she bought things for lunch, and a bundle of delicate Persian buttercups, and reiterated her excuses to herself.

And the door to his house she pauses a moment before letting herself in, on guard against puppies enthusiastic for garden adventures. "Sweeney? Are you home?"