She hasn't slept well in months, but last night was particularly bad. She thinks she must be coming down with something as she glares back at her 6am reflection. "Oh yeah, that's attractive. I'm sure he'll take one look at this and fall right back in love with me." A few weeks ago she would've added "if he ever was..." Not that anything's changed, but ever since Oscar's welcome back fiesta she's known.

They'd pulled another prank together, she'd caught that familiar smile when he'd thought she wasn't looking. Since then, the only question on her mind was "now what?"