I walk over to my bed closing the door behind me, earning a squeaky sigh from Sandor outside, I smile. Over the years Sandor and I have gotten very close. Even if he is annoying and is very willing to chase everyone apart from my family away with big sticks, he is one of the best bodyguards I have ever had, though I can not choose a favourite out of him and Flori. I would never.

I have had a long day, I was helping Grady in the pastures, it was one of Verdi's days where our permanent residence was being very difficult. I flopped on my bed pulling my blankets around me. Then I shake my head. I may be exhausted but I still need to do things. I need to hail everyone to see if they are okay. I need to check through my memories to see if I find something new, I need to do a lot of things I can't even remember so I get up. I search for my imparted, finding it on my desk under some papers. Foxfire started a little bit ago, I have heaps of homework I need to do but it was the end of the week and all I want to do was relax.

My imparter starts flashing so I answer. Fitz's teal eyes and handsome face pop onto the screen. I force myself not to blush, pinching my arm that's just out of his view. I am surprised I didn't actually blush.
"Sophie," he says his crisp accent as thick as ever, "how are you, we haven't talk in ages, what's up."
"You do realise we talked on Tuesday." I say, I can't believe that I used to think that a few days was ages.
Fitz eyes droop for a second then he flashes a huge smile at me, and it doesn't melt my heart. I am probably just tired, but right now I feel like what I feel like when I'm around my other friends—not Fitz. I feel more relaxed then usual. "Well, I can't wait for Tuesday, it's been a while since we did proper cognate training, and we really don't want to lose our connection. It could— no is really important. And please tell me it's not just me thinking that. You believe that too, right?"
"Yeah, I do. I can't wait either. I am just tired. Do you mind if we talk tomorrow. I mean I would love to talk all night but I need a goodnight sleep so..."
He didn't look hurt as he said this, more glad that I might sleep properly for once and said, "Okay, sure. Sleep well. Oh and should I come over tomorrow so we can speak in person?"
"Sure, whatever. Night. Also come sometime after noon." I say as I climb back into bed. I don't have enough energy to talk to anyone else or search my memories so I close my eyes and drift off into a weird dream.