Popular had one thing, and one thing only, on her mind, and it was the tall, dark, and handsome totoma who had saved her in her hour of need.It turned out that he was a bit moody, and perhaps a little quick to anger, but that had not dissuaded her from her determination that he was The One. And well, she had managed to endear herself to Burns-with-Rage enough to have a few nights of, ahem, steamy passion. That she had become a little more round than usual, and developed strange cravings in the night, was not a matter that had reached her attention, so busy was she at enjoying being in love.
Her beau had - well, some might say, escaped, but she'd say he simply went out - for a respite from her constant chatter, so Popular had found a suitably comfortable rock to drape herself across, sighing and moaning and giggling and talking to herself, lost in her thoughts. "Absence certainly makes the heart grow fonder," she said aloud. "I wonder if I'll get to see my honey tonight? Oh, that would be so wonderful!"
Young and in love, Lull in Sunlight scoffed from the shadows. It couldn't be her, that was for sure. She had no interest in that sort of thing and she felt the annoyance, tinged with disgust, prickle against her skin. It was just her luck that she would stumble upon such a lovesick fool first. If only she had gone left earlier, she mused, then that would have—well, no use in it now.