Veronica thought about two days ago. Was that the day she'd gotten the apartment? For someone so normally great with keeping facts straight, faced with the arrival of something normal and comforting, Veronica really didn't know.
She arched an eyebrow at the Greased Lightning comment.
Her head turned when Logan looked past her. Manager? What? Really? True, the woman at the bursar's office had said he was working, but...
Stay here.
She opened her mouth for the smart comment to come out, and then Logan kissed her head and all she could do was mutter something under her breath about being Sandra Dee. When he came back, she tilted her head and pursed her lips.
"Is this like a pre-quarter-life crisis thing?" The smiled. "You wanna get out of here?" And possibly that shirt?, she thought to herself.