Life in the apartment complex had achieved a sort of easy calm. Birds were chirping outside. Windows were open. Things were peaceful.
And then a rumbling came from up the stairs.
Kneecaps stormed up the stairs. Tonight was the night when she and Sonic were going to play on his (now quite beat up and ancient) Sega Genesis. It was weekly, habitual, and she was not the type of girl to break tradition. But she knew Sonic was, and she wasn't going to let him have the chance to flake off, especially with that weird skunk guy hanging around. She liked him well enough, sure, but...there was just something there. It set her off just a little bit.
In fact, a lot of things tended to set her off.
Regardless of all of this, she went up to Sonic and Geoff's apartment and knocked once, just to be polite. Five seconds later, she kicked the door open, the poor thing screeching on its last hinges. "Yo, Blue!" she shouted, slamming the door behind her. "You're not gonna flake out on me again, are you? Is that striped kid here?" She looked around, charging through the apartment, when she saw the two individuals she was looking for on the couch together. Were they cuddling? Were they kissing? Oh boy.
"Oh, for Christ's sake," she said, making an abysmal attempt at not staring and instead trying to focus on the discarded beer cans on the table. "I'm gonna go ahead and take one of these."