The Universe's Mixer

The City was so strange. Fred still didn't understand how she could have met two brothers when they were nowhere near each other. She didn't understand how she had stumbled on Angel, or how Wesley had stumbled on her with Angel, not that she was really with Angel, but she was around him, so she could be considered with Angel. It had even let her find Sam again. Yet, it had managed to help her avoid, well, not avoid because she wasn't looking to miss him or pass by him, but it had somehow managed to allow her to not see him - him being Pietro, this time. Of course, she hadn't really seen Norman either, so maybe that was a sign. Or maybe chance hadn't worked in a way to let her see them, not that she fully believed in chance. Yet, probabilities were bound to take place. She really needed to find something more to do than look for her friends, or acquaintances. She couldn't be defined by those she knew, right? She shouldn't be...

( So, what was Fred doing? )