The fact that Abby seems to have been looking for her shouldn't be that surprising, and yet Clarisse still finds herself surprised. She should have known that Abby would be feeling overwhelmed by all of this, but everything was clouded by her own stupid eagerness to get back to something familiar.

She feels almost guilty now for running off and disappearing, especially since it amounted to nothing other than a busted hand and a lot of disappointment. She should've just stuck around and gotten pizza with Abby instead.

"Yep." Everything's fine here. Clarisse flops back onto a couch that's red and more comfortable than it has any right to be, tucks both hands into her hoodie pockets. "Did you eat already?"

If not, pizza is still on the menu.