Who: Evan and Emily
What: practice and anger control
Where: the third pool house (the heated one)
When: Saturday night



Evan smiled as he saw her small form approaching. It was easy to spot her, the only color in a sea of white. Though, the snow was still whipping across the yard as it fell from the sky. He squinted against the glass and watched her. Though he couldn't see her face, it was clear she was angry even from where he was standing. The way she trudged through the mountains of snow...it made him laugh and shake his head. He'd definitely missed her. All of her, bad moods and all.

"Well, it's about time. I'm waiting out here in the cold. It's a freaking blizzard out there." He grinned, making it clear he was only joking. The third pool house was heated anyways, water and all. That was a good thing, in case he dropped her while running. And it was large enough to give him enough room to slow down so he wouldn't go crashing through any glass walls.

"So. What's up? You sounded pretty pissed on the phone?" He ushered her inside and gestured for her to sit on one of the reclining lawn chairs. He himself sat in one next to her.