It felt like the few nights leading up to the moon. Kieran tried to be responsible, crawling into bed around nine but found himself on his back staring at the ceiling. Maria had ended their day of hooky quiet and cold. Seeing her in Group, he thought he could understand why she hadn't been her usual confident albeit insistent self around the Assembly.
He turned towards he window for a change of scenery when he heard his floo activate and a familiar voice resonating in through the flat. It ten at night. What is she doing here? Throwing on a white t-shirt he shuffled out of his room into the common area.
"Maria?" He wasn't sure whether she was actually there leaning against his couch. Maybe it was a mistake. She'd meant to floo into one of her friends places.