Suri and Atiena have some training. They also make some discoveries.

Have you ever had one of those times where all your friends or significant others were out doing something fun and they sent you pics to try and make you feel included? But instead of feeling included, you felt all the more isolated, secluded, and just straight up jealous?

Yeah, that was Suri right now checking her phone for the umpteenth time.

She grumbled and sighed as she checked the picture messages from Tooru and Mina who were apparently having a girl's night in since they didn't have tickets to the big fancy gala on I-Island. A movie night with her girls sounded amazing right about now. A movie night that they could all be together drooling over the pics she'd gotten from Deku. Gods he looked great in a suit. Was she a fan of the red pinstripe design? No. Not even. He'd look so much better in colors that actually complimented his eyes or hair and something a little more fitted to his body would do him wonders.

Between all of the wish you were here and semi provocative pics she'd received from her girlfriends, Izuku had sent a pic of him in just the yellow dress shirt. He followed the picture by asking if he looked okay because he was so not used to dressing up. She had a thought about if she, Tooru, and Mina would have been able to go with him, how they'd dress. Tooru of course would probably have the cutest dress of the three of them. Mina would probably go with something loud that fit her just right and would look surprisingly well. Suri... well, since she hadn't worn a dress in, Gods knows how long, she had no idea.

The thoughts and pics were a nice distraction.

Distraction from the pain she was still feeling because Atiena had been a psychotic bitch and cut her up from the inside. Two days later she still felt the stings every time she moved, and two days later that they still had no idea what the fuck had happened. She had just returned to beast form this morning after Suri had taken a chunk out of her neck and sucked all of the rage out of her, forcing her into human form. She hadn't taken kindly to that.

After a few minutes worth of a break, checking her messages and replying to them, Suri put her phone back to sleep and slipped it into her bra. Hooray for natural pockets. She took a long, deep breath, held it in and counted down from ten before she released it. Her eyes closed softly and she tried her best to put herself into a sense of peace and zen as she sat comfortably in the middle of Grandma's garden. She was trying to meditate and reestablish the deeper connection between her and Atiena. The two of them were being too stubborn to accept and make up. That's what you get when you give someone who's a bullheaded brat a dual personality. You're in trouble and make it double.

"Atiena," Suri sighed and gave yet another apologetic look towards her beast as she sank into her inner sanctum. She had her hands shoved deep into her pockets as she watched the giant half-wolf, half-leopard creature give her a disgruntled look before averting her gaze. So she wanted to be a brat again. Fine. "Come on, how many times do I have to say sorry? It's not like you gave us many choices."

"You could have let me out," she replied with a huff.

"You goddamn know well why that wouldn't fly," Suri snapped back.

"I would not have hurt anyone," Atiena rolled her eyes.

"No, but you did! You scared the living shit out of our girlfriends, Izuku, Kirishima, and everyone that was there in the observation room. While you took a nap, I spent the night holding Tooru and Mina while they cried and sobbed because they thought they were going to lose me! When we dropped them off at the airport, you didn't see the looks in their eyes."

The look in her girlfriends' eyes had been utterly painful. Without words they had been asking themselves if that was going to be the last time they saw Suri. It had hurt them to see the cuts still across Suri's body. They were terrified.

"And now, since you feel like talking," Suri barked. "What the fuck was the whole mine mine mine thing? Yours what? Who's yours?"

"We were called! We needed to answer!"

Atiena rose up and growled into Suri's face.

"What call?!"

Suri screamed it at Atiena inside her inner sanctum and in real life. The sharp abruptness of it startled birds surrounding the compound and sent them skyward in fear. Suri watched them flying away, narrowed her eyes and took another long breath, and tried calming herself down once again.

"My dear," came a voice that made Suri jump and look behind her. She calmed herself yet again when she looked up into her grandmother's vividly blue eyes. "Getting angry at each other will solve nothing in this matter. You understand that, right?"

"Yes, grandmother," both Suri and Atiena answered in unison.

"So why continue with this silliness?" she asked with a warm, loving smile.

Neither of them gave an answer.

"As for the call. Do you know how many other wereanimals underwent a similar event such as yourself? Would you like to guess the number of my leopards that I've had to help in the last forty eight hours?" she asked calmly.

"Others?" Suri and Atiena asked in unison once again and neither of them could hide the surprise or shock in their voices.

"Mhmm," she chuckled. "There were at least three leopards that I needed to attend to and the kitsune clan had one of their werefoxes suffer the same effects."

"Shit, I had no idea," Suri admitted, looking at her grandmother with startled eyes.

Grandma gave her a stern look.

"Language. Sorry," Suri apologized.

"They all had one thing in common. Something spoke to their beasts and made them go wild and tried to escape their human bodies. They were able to subdue their beasts but they were quite frightened by the entire ordeal. Yours was far more violent and far worse than the others had suffered. Care to wonder why?"

Suri furrowed her brow and thought about what her grandmother said, trying to come up with something of an answer. If hers was worse than anyone else's that meant she had to have been closer to the source.

"Proximity," Suri said softly, more a question than a statement. "So the source was…"

"I believe he's one of your classmates," Grandma Kuroyashi smiled.

That made Suri freeze. Something must have crossed her face because her grandmother gave a small chuckle. Suri knew who she was referring to.

"That's not possible. His Quirk is specific to animals only," Suri gave the older woman an incredulous look. "He said before that his voice doesn't affect people with animalistic traits or features. He can only call on animals and insects."

"And yet his siren song two days ago almost drew out a powerful hybrid, a werefox, and up to three wereleopards to come to his aid," she answered half sing-songy and half matter of factly.

"There's no way! He… could," Suri was so sure of her answer and then she remembered something. She remembered each time she had heard his voice, more specifically their first mock battles the second day of school.

"So you have felt his Quirk before I see," Grandma Kuroyashi chuckled.

"Y-yeah, I… we have," Suri answered slowly. "But how is that possible?"

"Are we not animals, my dear?"

"No," Suri answered and then thought about her response. "I mean I don't think so. I would think we fall into the animalistic traits category. We're not human, sure, but I don't think we're animal either. Not in the traditional sense anyway."

"Your Master of Salt Lake City, Sebastien, has he ever told you of his times in the old vampire courts back in Marseilles and Paris a few hundred years ago?"

"No, not really," Suri shrugged. "I was never really privy to his talks with dad. I know he's, like, five or six hundred years old and he helped found SLC about two hundred years ago. But aside from that, I don't know much about the guy other than he's ridiculously powerful."

"It wasn't uncommon when the world was still fighting over territories and borders that many of the old leaders used ties to the preternatural to increase their power. The world may look very different if it hadn't been for our kind. In fact, did you know our clan originated and has had this mountain to call home since the time of Nobunaga?"

"I didn't," Suri went wide eyed.

"The reason I bring up our vampire kin is because they helped keep the sirens from going extinct hundreds of years ago. Yasuke, and I believe Sebastien as well, helped the waterbound creatures become landlocked and over time, their abilities intertwined with humans and eventually…"

"Wait, so you're saying Koda is some sort of siren?"

"He wouldn't be the only siren in history to have an affinity to animals," she smiled. "Something to consider is that two hundred years ago, there were no Quirks. Now eighty percent of the world's population has a Quirk, us included. Haven't you thought of where Quirks come from?"

She had, of course.

Was grandma implying it was because humans and non-humans were going to pound town that Quirks started popping up? Quirks were the result of humans and non-humans mating? That could explain some Quirks but certainly not all of them. Then again, Quirks were awfully convenient for the preternatural community when they became widespread and made hiding in the shadows became pointless.

"So his Quirk is something he has because one of his ancestors bedded a siren? That still doesn't explain why he affected me and some of the other weres the way he did."

"But it does, my dear. You and I walk the line between human and animal like a tightrope and as you become more powerful, that line will continue to blur like it already has started to. If you get to be as powerful as myself or your father, that line may all but disappear entirely. So what would that mean for you and your friend, young Koda?"

Suri thought about grandma's words for a few minutes and then an answer came out softly.

"His voice will get to me every single time…"

Grandma Kuroyashi smiled and nodded in response.

"Okay, so what do we do? How do we make it so it doesn't affect me or other wereanimals in the future?" she asked with a sense of urgency in her voice.

Koda had unwittingly triggered a violent response from Atiena during the exams when he began screaming for help. His voice and intentions had been pointed towards bugs and insects, which is how he and Jirou had won their battle, but the draw of his voice called to her. They sat down and thought about what Koda meant to them as a whole. Neither Suri or Atiena, despite his large well built frame, saw him as a potential mate or someone that they would go to to feed their lustful hungers. He was and simply had always been a friend. He had had Suri's back since day one, hell, he'd been the deciding factor in taking the name Wild Eyes. He was one of the ones who voted for Suri to be their class rep and first put her on the ego trip of becoming the queen of 1-A.

Koda was a friend. A shy, timid, caring mountain of a boy.

But she considered Izuku and Kirishima young men.

Izuku hit her radar as a man and Koda hit the radar as a boy. One she wanted to test his dominant limits, the other she couldn't possibly see herself taking advantage of. They were both shy and timid but Izuku had that side to him that she didn't see in Koda. And probably never would. She'd remembered back during the first mock battles and felt the trickle of his power on her skin and how it made her instantly think of a mother wolf protecting her den. Her… pups.

Koda had woken up… her maternal instincts?

A lot of wereanimals will tell you that someone with a weak willed, minded, or nonthreatening presence will hit their radar as food. Someone that they can make into easy prey. Never once had she heard of anyone hitting their radar as a cub or a pup. But by the gods Koda had cried for help and Atiena had almost ripped Suri in half to come to his aid.

"The first question we need to answer is something a little more trivial," the older woman stated simply. "How do you go about identifying other wereanimals, or, say, vampires, or maybe a nymph? If you were human, how might you decipher if the person next to you isn't such? And if you had to, how would you teach someone else to see the same result?"

Suri paused and thought about that for a long moment. She opened her mouth only to close it several times before she narrowed her brows and gave her grandmother a confused look.

"I… well for me, a lot of it has to do with scent I think… No," Suri shook her head, talking to no one in particular, "there was dad. At the Sports Festival I recognized his energy, like his particular flavor of power. Like, the instant I felt it, I knew where he was."

Then she thought about the second part of the question.

"I don't know if it works for all vamps but when I sense Sebastien's presence, his aura or his energy or whatever feels cold but also sort of heavy. His scent is sort of… musty, I think. I always feel him in the other room before I see him. And nymphs… them, elves, and fairies are hard to really tell but out of the ones I've met… the only word I can use is that they feel unreal. Maybe it's the glamour? I guess, if I couldn't really sense stuff like that, I'd have to rely on a gut feeling. I think a lot of us nonhumans trigger that little tick in everyone's subconscious, like if you saw someone and didn't realize you clutched your purse tighter. It's all head space stuff. It feels impossible to describe, let alone teach."

"I never said the task would be easy my dear," Grandma Kuroyashi laughed.

"I get that but… how do I teach something I don't even know the right answers to myself? Won't I just screw him over in the end if I don't get this right?"

"That is a possibility." the old woman shrugged.

Suri grumbled and folded her arms tight, staring hard into the neatly raked sand around her. As she stared at the lines, another question of thought came to mind. She thought about some parallels that her and her grandmother shared and then she looked upwards into the older woman's eyes. Had she had to do something like this before?

"Hey, grandma," Suri asked quietly. "Why didn't you mention your agency before?"

"Hmm. I guess because it never came up in conversation," she thought out loud.

"Okay, but, you're obviously still semi-active as a pro. There were a lot of fairly new sidekicks at your agency and I haven't seen you leave Musutafu other than wereanimal business since I arrived. So…"

"I had already left most of my business in Shinjuku to trusted friends that have been by my side for years. The newer recruits are more or less their sidekicks and not necessarily mine."

"Yeah, but they knew you. They treated you with just as much respect as your leopards and like they had seen you just last week or something," Suri pressed. "Do they know what we really are or are they in the dark about wereanimals?"

"You're wondering if your classmates will trust you and still be your friend after your truth comes out, I take it."

"Y-yeah. I guess I am. What happened with me and Atiena in the observation room," Suri stared hard into the sand again. "It scared the hell out of them and I hate scaring them, especially my girls. The looks on everyone's faces… I… I-I'm terrified that they're going to end up being like everyone else that's been in my life."

"If those two haven't turned tail and run yet, I don't think they will. And, to be truthfully honest with you, everyone that works with you will find out in the end. Not everyone will trust you but you prove your worth and earn back their trust by proving that you're not one of the monstrous villains that fill our world. It's not much different from people who have Quirks that would make them better candidates as villains but choose to put those doubts and speculations to bed by being the best hero and friend they can be."

Suri looked up at her grandmother with wide eyes.

"What do you mean they'll all find out?"

"Honey," she smiled and shook her head before coming to join Suri on the rock she had been meditating on. She sat herself down beside her and wrapped an arm over her shoulder. "When Quirks started becoming more prevalent and we non-humans were able to move freely outside of our little bubbles, what do you think one of the first things we did was?"

"I'm not sure," Suri thought about an answer but couldn't think of one.

"We worked side by side with people who developed Quirks. We showed them that it was okay not to be a normal human. We built a comradery and we stood side by side with them during the rallies for equal rights, treatment, and representation. We had known a thousand years of ridicule and persecution so when they needed help, we came with an army. And when tyrants started using their Quirks to try and crush humans, those with Quirks or the Quirkless, we stood ground and fought against those tyrants. Us wereanimals lost thousands in those bloody battles just to put one man in the ground and even then, it wasn't until Toshi that he finally was defeated… at a great cost.

"Wait, Quirks have been around for something like two, two hundred and fifty years. I know vampires can be that old but there's no way some human with a Quirk could be that old if he was just beaten six years ago."

"On the contrary, my dear, it is possible but that's not what I'm trying to explain. As society filled with more and more people that carried these Quirks, and being a pro hero became a legitimate profession, who was there, side by side, through all of the legal processing?"

Suri could have guessed the answer but she wasn't for sure so she stayed silent as the thoughts processed through her head.

"As a token of good faith for us helping humans cope with and begin to incorporate Quirks into everyday life, us non-humans were grandfathered into the laws. It's how we went about registering things like lycanthropy, vampirism, fairy glamour, and magic as Quirks. It's what allowed our kinds to be able to become pro heroes if they so choose to. Those wereanimals and vampires that first helped superpowered humans paved the way for you and your dream. Which is why our kind is introduced during hero law and ethics classes for third year students in pro hero courses. Then agencies who normally employ, or frequently work with agencies who employ, non-human heroes are given a short class on non-humans. If any of your classmates had Quirks relating to blood or beast transformations, they would have known much much earlier. As you know, blood related Quirks have to not only be registered with the government but with a person's regional master vampire as well. Blood Quirks are some of the most dangerous kinds of powers and need much stricter regulation and specific guidance."

"So… they're all going to find out no matter what anyway," Suri sighed and fidgeted nervously.

"Precisely," Grandma Kuroyashi smiled cheerfully. "That said, the laws do state that we can conduct our own proceedings and traditions as we have for thousands of years without the worry of interference. It's why Lupanars are still able to be had and why nation by nation and world vampire councils can still congregate. It's also why we can continue older and more brutal traditions that we have."

"Like the challenges of power to the death."

"That's correct, though, many like your father and myself have put a stop to the deathmatches. As much as we are not human, we share this world and laws and if we wish to be seen in a brighter light, it's best to do away with them. Not that many of the younger generation even want those traditions around anymore anyway. That said, we do keep traditions of harsh punishment if an individual threatens the balance between us and humans. It's why there has never been a wereanimal to go and cause mass infection. No one wants to risk not only having your group's king or queen after you but a pro hero like All Might or Endeavor chasing you either. It's a matter of self preservation."

"And if someone does attack?"

"Simple. They're hunted and exterminated," she replied in a nonchalant, almost cheerful tone in her voice. It was a little unnerving. "And the victims of the attacks are given the choice of a vaccine or to join our ranks if they so choose to. The last rogue lycanthrope who was trying to mass infect a larger group was forty years ago. He was made an example of by my father."

"An example? How?"

"After he was caught, he was staked with silver nails, left to burn while being interrogated and, when the sufficient answers to his crime were given, his head was taken. His corpse was then set ablaze in a bonfire during a full moon and a witch cast his soul from our place of power. Then his ashes were scattered in different bodies of running water. Just like you'd do to a rogue master level vampire to make damn sure they never ever rise again."

"Jesus fucking Christ," Suri shrieked with shock and disgust.

"Now you see why no one tries to intentionally infect humans," the old woman said softly, smiling weakly, though she was clearly unhappy about the memory.

"Yeah… no kidding," Suri scoffed.

"My point, child, is that you will lose friends and there's nothing that will prevent that. The only thing stopping people from leaving your side when they learn the truth about you and learn some of the deeper history of our superhuman world is themselves. Friends, true friends, will stay by your side until the end and I believe you've already found them," Grandma Kuroyashi smiled, a little more happiness in her eyes.

Suri closed her eyes and her thoughts instantly filled with Tooru and Mina and everything they'd done since the two of them found out about her being a wereanimal. A second wave of memories filled with the three of them and Izuku, all of their video calls, texting, lunch periods, and hero training classes. Then Kirishima came to mind, filling her with her memories of one of her best friends and then reminded her when she had told herself he was like a brother. Memory after memory came until she began remembering her interactions with Koda and how he'd always been supportive of her and how they too had a sort of sibling bond. Yeah. Koda wouldn't run from her or this.

She needed to get this right. For her sake, for the sake of her lovers, for the sake of her friends, and for the sake of Koda. He'd be devastated to learn that her trip to the hospital was because of his Quirk but if she could help him from preventing another attack like that, she had to try. Suri kept that thought in mind as she closed her eyes tighter, took in a long, deep breath and sat herself straight on the meditation stone. She let the breath out slowly and began closing off the senses in her peripheral vision until her focus became centered on herself.

"Okay. Sense and recognize myself," Suri said aloud to herself.

She felt the weight at her side leave and more or less felt that her grandmother had stood up and was now standing directly in front of her. Grandma let a small wave of power radiate from her and made Suri grumble as her senses started to cloud. Suri furrowed her brow and let her power rise from her core to combat the competing energy. Grandma simply let more wash outward and overpower Suri's energy like a tidal wave. Suri felt weighed down by her grandmother's powerful metaphysical force and it made her let out a shallow growl as she poured out more energy from herself. The energy she poured out however, became swallowed up in the ocean of the older woman's power. The power didn't hurt like it had with her father but she knew the effect it would have if something didn't give.

"G-Grandma… w-why are you… s-shit… W-Wave of Dominance?"

"Focus, Suri," she spoke kindly even through the harsh static that her own energy was filling Suri's ears with. "You need to find it."

Suri growled and let more of her and Atiena's power pour outward and dance along her skin. Her own energy became a spot of warmth in a sea of cold fire, a cold that eventually washed out that warmth and left her freezing. The feeling of her grandmother's energy weighed down on her and left her skin prickling with millions of needles poking at the surface of her. It became numbing and she felt the space in her head begin to grow distant.

She would not pass out, dammit!

Another low growl rumbled from inside Suri as she tried to push back against the weight of the sea coming down on her. She began trembling from the cold emptiness her mind began to fill up with, shivering from the freezing feeling.

"Atiena," Suri whined inside her head, searching for her other half in the cold fiery ocean. She was met with silence and darkness. "Fuck. Atiena!"

Suri began wandering the darkness in her mind, her body growing ever colder and her movements became more and more sluggish the longer she let her grandmother's energy have its way with her. She was wandering in pitch black darkness, calling her beast's name, stumbling and tripping over her feet as she went.

"Atiena!" she cried out in a hoarse scream.

Nothing.

"Fuck! Atiena where are you," she cried out again, searching the darkness for something, anything that would give her a clue.

She kept searching, wandering to the point it felt like she was going in circles, if anywhere at all. She couldn't see anything or smell anything, her ears were filled with the sound of static, or rushing blood, or like she was underwater. No sight, no smell, no hearing. Taste was shot as well. The only sense she had left was touch but all she could feel was her fingers and hands, her entire body was mind numbingly cold.

"How am I supposed to sense anything when I can't feel anything?" she growled to herself as she stumbled in the darkness once again. "I can't sense…"

Suri froze in her tracks as she let the last word linger on her tongue.

Sense.

"Sense myself, sense Atiena."

Suri spoke slowly and softly as she reached her arm outward. Her fingers were numb from the freezing cold ocean of black fire that she was in the middle of but she focused, not on the numbness but on that remaining warmth inside her. She took the spark still remaining of her soul and used it like a web of lightning, pulsing it outward into the darkness with a flash of green gold electricity. It spread and crackled through the darkness for what seemed like miles and when her eyes opened again she was staring into a night sky. She could see hundreds of small stars just right in front of her, each one a different color of light, each one in varying brightness and dullness of shine.

She looked at the hundreds of golf ball sized stars laid out in front of her and when she touched one of them it sparked. The spark was wild, it felt wild, but stung her like a prick of a claw. The spark flooded her vision with the quick afterimage of an animal. It was outlined with a red neon glow, seeing only the edges of its features like it was a living line drawing of a great beast. The red spark had a familiarness to it, like she had known it. Then she thought about the outline. A red outline of a wolf. As soon as she thought wolf her consciousness gave her a name that she knew and recognized; Rukia Kurogami, the Lupa of the Shinjuku Ookami Clan. She was close by. Suri tested another spark, this one too felt wild, and when she grabbed the icy blue star it came back with an all too familiar image. It stung her as well and she had a brief glimpse of Asuka, her grandmother's leopard half, giving her suspicious eyes.

Her eyes went to another spark, one that she could tell felt wild but the shine was a dull off white, not nearly as bright as some of the others. When she touched it, it sparked but not as painful or sharp as the previous two had been. This time there was no outline and instead she saw through a pair of eyes that weren't her own. The image was something staring at a reflection of itself before it took flight. A bird… She was seeing through the eyes of a wild bird.

With that in mind, she tested another dull spark that had the feeling of wildness on it and found herself seeing through the eyes of a small fox. It was sitting on a tree stump scratching itself before it stopped and felt Suri's presence. The vision closed and she was back to seeing the hundreds of stars. She thought about the small stars in her vision, focusing on the ones that felt wild and realized that staring at them was like being at the zoo. You could see all of the wild animals, appreciate the beauty of them but also know the caged danger just on the other side of the glass. What if Koda could sense animals in this same way? Could he tell what he was calling on or was it all by chance? If this. If he could sense this, he could know. If he couldn't, how would he teach him about the spark?

Spark.

He had to look for and avoid these larger, and brighter sparks of wildness. That feeling of mild danger and distrust because you were looking at something that your mind knew wasn't what it really was. He needed to be able to know these bright sparks of wild energy. But before she could teach him that…

Suri stared at the small stars and sparks of life and wild energy and she felt flustered and overwhelmed. Even the bright ones were numbered into the hundreds. She closed her eyes, plunging herself into pure darkness once more and tried sensing again, letting that spark of her soul wash outward like a warm static wind. The static came back to her with a quick flick to her shoulder and she turned around and opened her eyes. She marched forward through the stars of energy behind her and focused on one. One that was a small ball of golden green fire. She grinned, bearing fangs as she reached out and grabbed it and felt her body instantly fill with heat and electricity. She was no longer cold and numb to everything around her. She was her again and she felt Atiena's power refill her entire body and soul.

Atiena was a wild spark like all of the others but aside from that spark it carried her personality, it felt familiar, like it would feel that way to anyone that sensed it. Anyone. Her thoughts filled in with thoughts of Atiena's regarding Koda, how she felt about him, trusted him, thought of him as someone she needed to protect. She was his queen. She was queen to everyone in Class 1-A but she didn't see everyone as her prince or princesses, her mates, no, he was one of her loyal subjects that would always support the queen. And that support needed a strong leader or...

His voice had triggered something of a maternal reaction.

"So that's why," Suri thought out loud curiously.

"I guess so," Atiena answered back.

Suri's eyes pushed back all of the sparks of energy, letting those stars fade from view. She thought she would see her inner sanctum, the forest clearing in their shared mind but that didn't come either. Suri's eyes went wide as she saw the meditation garden. Real life. And even now she was staring up into Atiena's face. It was ghostly, staring up into the outlined edges of a glowing sketch, that could move and stare back at you. Atiena looked around and even she was surprised to be in real life at the same time. Even more so when Suri moved her hand, eyes going wide as she felt Atiena's coarse fur under her fingers. The shock of it all made both of them jump and suddenly the vision of Atiena popped like a bubble and Suri watched as the golden green electricity that the vision imploded into jumped from the air to Suri's fingers. From her fingers she watched a quick flash of electricity flow up her arm and back into her chest.

"What… the fuck… was that," Suri spoke slowly in awe as she stared at her arm.

"The key to everything you need," Grandma Kuroyashi's voice came from behind Suri. The girl quickly spun around and stared with wide shocked eyes up at the older woman who simply smiled and then took a sip of tea.

When the hell did she make tea?

Actually, that sounded great right about now.

First tea. Next, figuring out what the hell she had just experienced.

This weekend was turning out to be interesting.