Fiona ended up at Imogen's door ten minutes early, but decided to ring the bell anyways. Imogen opened the door almost immediately and welcomed Fiona into the house, "My dad is watching some documentary on the history channel so we are being confined to my room, I hope that's okay?" she said as she began climbing up the stairs. Fiona nodded and followed her up; painfully aware of the folder she had in her bag that needed to be returned. As they entered Imogen's room, Fiona noticed that the desk of drawings was now organized, and the room looked neat and put together compared to the night she had stayed over. Imogen plopped onto her bed, where her laptop was open and music was playing in the background. There were a stack of magazines over on the desk as well, so Fiona opted to pick one up, and sat in the empty chair facing Imogen before she spoke, "the drawings on your wall are really good, Imogen, I meant to tell you last time I was here." Imogen looked up as she replied, "My dad taught me. It started out with architectural sketches. When he's not teaching at the university, he consults on unique urban-scaping projects. We moved around a lot when I was a kid." Fiona had begun casually flipping through her magazine as she commented, "I moved from place to place when I was younger too." "Really?" Imogen questioned, as Fiona simply nodded, continuing to scan the magazine page. "We're lucky the universe brought us together then. We must be soulmates," Imogen said, letting out a giggle.

Fiona locked eyes with Imogen and felt the butterflies in her stomach acting up again, but she also felt herself speaking before she even realized it, "My parents still seem to move place to place. My mom has been gone for the past few weeks and doesn't even bother to check in. It gets lonely at home." She wasn't sure why she was saying anything about her mothers absence, but something about Imogen made her want to open up, after all, she hadn't had a true friend around for a long time, considering Holly J had left in the beginning of the summer to prep for Yale. Imogen frowned, "You go home to an empty loft every night?" she questioned, and Fiona simply nodded in response once again. "You can come over here whenever you want, or I can always come over and keep you company," Imogen offered, and Fiona replied, "Thanks, that means a lot actually, I might take you up on that."

"So what's the deal with you and Eli? You've managed to stay friends since the Love Roulette disaster, is there romance in the future for you two?" Fiona asked, and she was genuinely interested, she loved Eli to death and was curious as to why he never pursued anything with Imogen after the play. "We're friends, and I plan on keeping in that way," Imogen laughed, but Fiona looked confused. "But you were obsessed with him during the play. Feelings like that just don't go away," she questioned. "Honestly, I liked the idea of being with Eli more than Eli himself. I just wanted someone so badly and I thought he would be perfect for me since we had similar interests, but now I just don't feel like that anymore," Imogen responded before asking Fiona a question of her own, "What about you? Anyone in your love life?" Fiona rolled her eyes before responding, "My love life is a joke. The only person from Degrassi I legitimately dated was Adam, who helped me realize I was actually into girls. That led to me liking Holly J. Once that disaster was over, I dated this girl Charlie, who turned out to be another disaster. So basically no, I have no luck with dating." The girls both giggled before Imogen replied, "well, at least we have each other now!"

At some point that evening, when Imogen had left to go downstairs and ask her father what was for dinner, Fiona managed to replace the "Grade 11" folder among the rest of her artwork unnoticed. That night she had realized that her and Imogen had a lot more in common than she ever thought they would. When it started to get late, Fiona gathered up her things to leave, but Imogen asked her if she wanted to stay, because she hated the thought of her going back to a dark condo. Fiona politely declined, and gave Imogen a hug before she walked out the front door. "Thank you again for standing up for me today. You are seriously the first person who ever has," Imogen said as she tightly hugged Fiona. "Anytime," Fiona responded before leaving. As Imogen watched her leave, she whispered to herself, "I can't like Fiona Coyne." "See you tomorrow!" Fiona called out as she continued to walk down the driveway, and Imogen couldn't help but smile. "I am in so much trouble…" she whispered again to herself.