AN: So it's basically a year later, but better late than never right? this is basically the second update of the day, the first update to my writing was a one shot i just posted. Hooray for finding my writing spirit again! Enjoy :)

Ami was checking her emails at home, sipping a cucumber water. The day after drinking she always made sure to boost her hydration and relax as much as possible. She'd spent most of her day leisurely reading and at around dinnertime was getting her meal started. Her mother was not at home, most of her time was spent with her boyfriend and currently Ami was glad she didn't have to see her. She had invited Serenity over to review some homework because they were in the same advanced politics class. Politics was as innate as breathing to Serenity. Very few people were aware of her affinity for this subject, as most people assumed she was failing school. What they didn't know was that ever since entering high school, she'd begged Ami to become her tutor and help her get into Yale. The few treasured memories Serenity had with her father had been when she'd sneak into his classroom and watch from a 'hidden spot'. Of course he knew when she was there, but he enjoyed her interest in his work. Serenity Woodbridge was enthralled with how her dad captured the attention of all the students there, and though he was no longer here, she wanted to follow in his footsteps by attending Yale.

Ami was more than happy to be of help, but she had made it perfectly clear that this was to be no nonsense and one thousand percent effort. She was sitting in her room when she heard the doorbell ring and went to let Sere in.

She opened the door and was surprised to see various bags in Sere's possession and led her to her room. Her mother let the staff off on weekends, so they had the place to themselves. Ami wanted Sere to feel at home, since her current residence was still at the hotel.

"Did you go shopping before coming here?"

" Yes and no. I had these shipped in and as I was leaving home I stopped by to pick them up bc one of them was for you."

"Hmm. Okay... Well I made vegetable soup, if you'd like some. And no 'bleh' I know you throw out the vegetables your mom has the cook leave you"

"Ami you knowwww it's carrots and I hate them with a passion. I will however try your soup because a little birdy told me you learned that recipe from Mako!"

They were sitting at the kitchen eating when Ami decided she'd tell Serenity about the letter from her father.

"So father wrote me a letter.."

"A letter..?"

"Yeah, I hadn't heard from him in months and he sends me a note talking about his trip to paris. Not once did he care to ask how I was and you know how he ended the letter?"

Sere had sensed the change in tone in Ami's voice, she sounded frustrated and miserable, she only nodded her head in reply.

"Listen to this, 'I hope your mother's future engagement won't put a further strain on our relationship and that you know you can come to me if you want to talk about kiddo. Hope you two take care' Can you believe this?!"

Serenity remained speechless. There were two major issues with that letter. Ami and her dad had a rather rocky relationship, it was never hostile, but neither a family special. The crazy part was the mentioned 'engagement'. None of them, certainly not Ami, had heard of an engagement.

"You okay Ames?"

"I think I'll be fine. I haven't seen my mother yet, she has been home all weekend and honestly I'm just going to ask her what's going on. I know once I ask she'll tell me the truth but until then I'll just have to wait it out. But I really wanted someone to listen to me, thanks Ser."

Serenity knew a hug moment when she saw one and instantly scooped up her petite friend. They finished eating and Sere was looking through her bags to find the sweater she was gifting when the door was opened and Ami's mother came in to check on them. Serenity knew Ami probably wanted to talk and decided she'd head out early. Her driver was running an errand for her mother since she had expected she'd be out past midnight. It was only about ten and since the hotel was so close, she figured she'd walk and stop by the coffee shop. She knew she'd have to finish her work alone at home so coffee was must if she had to stay up with no one to pinch her cheeks.

The café was bustling at this time and Sere was thankful she beat the rush of customers. As she was waiting for her latte to go she saw an elderly lady trying to get the restroom open. No one seemed to care that she needed help and Sere rushed to her aid. The kind old woman had a giant package with her and had a walking cane that seemed to make it harder for her to open the door but Sere even held her package as she went into the bathroom. She looked around and made eye contact with a man about twice her age who had been watching from afar and couldn't be bothered to help. Serenity gave him a disapproving look and laughed to herself when he turned around looking severely scolded. When the woman came out she helped her get back in line to order and was headed to check on her latte that she hadn't picked up. Her phone choose this moment to start ringing and in two seconds she was out the door, latte completely forgotten.

From the opposite corner in the café was a familiar obsidian haired young man who knew he recognized the gorgeous blonde that had just dashed out. He spotted the drink he saw her reach towards but completely ignore after her phone call. The barista realized that drink had been there a while and called out "Serenity, vanilla latte two caramel pumps" but to no avail.

He knew he recognized the blonde woman and know he knew exactly who she was. He picked up her drink and left a tip, taking a sip of what he presumed would be a too-sweet drink if memory served right.

AN: So it seems short but I'll reach the end hopefully soon. I've found that keeping a writing journal helps when one shot scenarios pop into my mind and it seems like immersing myself in the fluff is beginning to influence my muse for the longer stories that were kind of on hiatus. Well per usual, reviews are encouraged so don't be shy! On an unrelated note, if any of you listen to The Strokes i was listening to Welcome to Japan as I finished this up. They're my fave!