‘Well, it’s past five and I’m ready to get out of here. I’m sure you are too. See you Monday!’ She waved and hurried to her office. I collec...ed my things, but paused before shutting down my computer. ‘Personal stuff belongs at home,’ I told myself. But I sat down anyway, and within seconds I had logged into my facebook account. I poured over Will’s pages. I’d done the same last night, but then I’d read everything through a wine-induced fog, and I’d only been able to see what he had set to. OK, so there were some rowdy parties happening and couples making out in doorways but on the whole she liked being able to hear the wind in the trees and far off revelry. She paused on the pavement by her neighbouring block and lit up her first cigarette of the night. Exhaling the smoke, she followed its journey up and watched it blow away on the slight breeze in the air to be lost amongst the stars. Another reason why she loved the night was because there was no queue for the washers.And. .. if I gather every single one to my side and we put an end to Wormtongue’s schemes ... the King’s still going to be against us, unless Wormtongue’s hiding the cure somewhere. And what then? Do we just replace Wormtongue with a more honorable source of whispers and hope for the best? Or could someone rule in his stead while we wait for a recovery we’re not sure will ever arrive? No, a coup is unthinkable. If Éomer and Théodred were united in support, perhaps it might work, but how could anyone. OH MY! You do want us to start seeing each other, Don't you?" I look up at her concerned face telling her; " Lana (nickname I always used for her full name) I definately want to date you. In fact, I have wanted to see you for a long time, and I think I am already in love with you too. We will take it public a little at a time and make sure the girls are happy too. but I would say the way those two already get along with each other and the way each of the girls like us together that we will not.