Who: Megan and Roger What: Flying! And hopefully not falling to her death When: Morning Where: Roger's place
Having given Roger warning as he requested, Megan had set off for her friend's home after opening up the shop and leaving one of the more responsible (which wasn't saying much) girls in charge. Elizabeth had gotten terribly excited when Megan had revealed where she was going 'Roger Davies?! No WAY!' and had requested she take photos to hang behind the counter. That suggestion had been flatly denied.
Sometimes she wondered what she saw in Roger Davies. He could be quite blunt, and certainly had been plenty abrasive to her on many an occasion. He seemed incapable of being sensitive (until she threatened to cry, at least), and he insisted on partaking in a life threatening sport, which he was now going to no doubt suck her into with this latest adventure. She supposed he did have some redeeming qualities, as she and Alicia had pointed out together under less than sober conditions, or else she wouldn't put up with him, but sometimes she wished he'd let them show more often.
Standing on his doorstep, Megan rang his bell and rocked back on her heels as she waited for him to answer.