It started with a Saturday that ran long.
Nothing about it was planned. Seren had requested the science museum after the park which had led to two hours of exhibits and one very serious conversation with a museum volunteer about the lifecycle of butterflies that Seren had conducted with the focused intensity of someone taking notes for future reference.
By the time they got back to the apartment it was past six and Seren was the specific kind of tired that expressed itself not as quietness but as increased volume and decreased coordination.
Darian had carried her up the stairs.
Not because Nia asked him to she hadn't. He had simply seen Seren's legs slowing on the second flight and picked her up with the matter of fact ease of someone who had decided this was his to do and hadn't requi
