"It'll be fine, I don't even know what you're worried about!" Mimsy said, skipping forward cheerily.
"Of course you don't," Gira muttered under her breath. If Mimsy had heard her, she didn't comment.
Though she didn't seem happy about it, Gira had agreed to go out on Valentine's Day. She would have preferred to spend the day in the common room. She still daydreamed about how nice and quiet it would be with all the idiots wandering around trying to get dates for the big day. How, then, did she end up here doing the very thing she loathed? Well, that was a long story, and one she probably wasn't going to tell.