Alina stopped, gasping in shock. "Alexander?" she squeaked.
"Don't sound so freaked out," he laughed. "I'm going to need to take you to lunch so we can catch up."
"I... I'd like that," she said. "Is this your pack??"
Alexander chuckled, "yes it is. My... friend... Katie is here and I need to see her."
"It's not visitation hours, sir," the front desk woman stated.
"Can't you bend the rules? Just a little?" Alexander pleaded.
"She doesn't even want to see you," the woman answered curtly.
"Alexander, why do you go home and come back during visiting hours. I'll bring her a message for you," Alina suggested.
He looked between the front desk woman and Alina, looking indecisive. "I guess... Do you have a paper?"
The woman handed him a notepad and pen. He began to write on it, a long
