Charlie wasn't really one to brag, but for the first time in a long while, she actually felt like she finally had her life under control. She had a great job that was actually netting her some valuable career knowledge, she had a boyfriend, she had her own cozy place, she had a boyfriend, she had her friends and her new little roommate, and best of all, she had the world's greatest boyfriend! So sure, she gave herself a mental pat on the back one afternoon, sipping from her hot cocoa while Noah was busy with a coloring book and set of crayons she got at the 99 cents store she bought for him. Each were in their own zone of happiness, and not even Hades himself could distu-
The girl in question jumped in fright, nearly coloring Noah's picture with hot chocolate. Grey eyes met blue in a joined moment of confusion, and she muttered, "Good grief, what in the world is-"
Noah was staring at the door like it harbored an intergalactic alien. Charlie's expression couldn't have been too far off, but after the second or third call of her name, her brows went up and she pushed herself off the couch toward the voice that she suddenly recognized. Sure enough, she opened the door and there was a familiar blonde, looking remarkably like a lost puppy.