Not all of her visions were bad.

Some of them had happy endings.

Most of them didn't have endings at all, and that was even better.

She didn't like always knowing the outcome to things, especially when they didn't even involve her.

Although-

She was extremely nosy sometimes and knowing how everything happens was an upside.

Anyways-

She had to say that she was elated to see how this particular Problem would work out.

Ecstatic was more like it.

Though she hadn't meant to see this it was still the perfect piece of evidence.

She was just wondering what would happen with the two boys now that they were both single, yet again.

They were best friends, and the youngest of the pair was almost always sleeping on the others couch,

So she figured that it'd make sense that they'd be come closer.

She just never thought that they'd get This Close.

She's always hoped for it though, because damn they would be great together.

She could see it already and everything would be perfect.

Well roughly speaking, almost perfect would put it better.

She had been doodling up in her room, her new All Time Low CD playing throughout her loft when it came to her.

She doesn't remember how it had happened, it just Did.

She had been drawing one moment early in the afternoon and then she just

Blacked out.

She found herself again at almost sunset, and had a canvas with her latest vision on it.

Two people (Two of her closest friends)

Locked in an embrace.

She could tell it was long time coming, by how needy it was, how demanding.

It was perfect and desperate.

Loving and lasting.

Upset and angry.

Soft and passionate.

….

And if her dad ever saw this picture, she was dead.

Because ladies didn't keep something like this in their rooms.

If she wasn't so happy about it happening, she'd be embarrassed for drawing it.

She'd be embarrassed that she even saw it, but still...

It was perfect, they were perfect.

Imperfectly so, if she said so herself.

She was left with two questions by the end of the day-

What to do now-?

How did she speed along their tortuously long and completely oblivious foreplay?

You know, without being too obvious about it that is.

Her second question was-

Where did she hide the blasted picture away from prying eyes?-Like her Dad's or the Maid's.