Dairine had gone back to the bedroom to go to bed. At least that was the theory. Since she'd had so much Coke at the New Year's Eve party that her skin feels vaguely tingly, and after midnight she's a bit too keyed up to sleep. Her brain's moving too fast, and she's running absently through some equations with Spot, lying on her side on the bed, ( Read more... )

All around the compound, there's a New Year's Eve party going on. At first, the drinking and carousing hadn't seemed all that interesting, but as the night wore on, they started getting curious ( Read more... )