Back At The Infirmary
Whitney’s dramatic tales and unapologetic human chaos had been immensely successful. By the time her visit was winding down, she and Vanessa had bypassed the several stages of acquaintance and somehow landed squarely on fast friends. Vanessa had even managed a few tentative smiles, her fierce expression softening whenever Whitney launched into another anecdote about Pack life.
"Okay, therapist session adjourned!" Whitney announced, hopping off the backwards chair. "I feel much better, and you look slightly less homicidal. Win-win!"
Vanessa actually chuckled, a dry, rusty sound. "Thank you, Whitney. Really."
"Anytime," Whitney said, winking. "We’ll definitely catch up soon. And next time? I’m teaching you how to do a smoky eye. Not because you need it, just bec
