nobody's dog

Quincy needed a break from “home” for a bit. It was getting rather chaotic for her being there. Life was always troublesome on the weekends, she didn’t have to comfort of school to guide her through. The time where she could enjoy not being there for a little, and delay when she was coming home. But the weekend was a different story. She decided she needed a breath of fresh air, she grabbed her coat and went outside, trying not to let all her emotions get the best of her. She began walking around her neighborhood trying to forget everything.

It wasn’t something she particularly wanted to do, but the flyers in Anya’s hand had to leave them one way or another, and somehow she figured that it’d be too suspicious finding them all nearly tucked into the nearest trash. Power Squad had been hard enough lately; the one thing Anya had left for herself and the one thing that was beating her down all the same. Even so, as Captain, it was her duty to recruit new members. Papers in hand, she readied herself to leave practice, determined to head straight home and forget the whole thing. Coming across another student on the way -though she couldn’t place her name), she didn’t think the girl would be remotely interested in what she had to offer, a safe bet not to have another member to compete with. “Hey!” She chimed, stepping into her path. “You look gloomy, think about some cheer!”

“Interesting is good. When people don’t step out of the comfort zone then it becomes boring.”

“I’m not sure how comforting it in to be stomped on by me when I’m not looking where I’m walking, but I like your spirit! What was your name, again?”

“It’s hardly a secret, you can ask anyone here and they’ll probably vouch for my two left feet,” she announced, her arm outstretched to the students in the hall. “At least I keep thinks interesting,” she shrugged, willing to poke fun at herself.

“Texting while walking is pretty dangerous too, I guess,” she giggled, closing the book she’d used to blockade her activity. Calming down at the instant forgiveness she received, Anya smiled back. “I’m Anya, by the way, and I’d love to tell you that I don’t go around running into people, but it’ll probably happen again at some point!”