Frederica woke early and crawled out of bed. She gathered her clothes, got dressed, and crept silently to the window. She fumbled with the latch in the darkness, but eventually she managed to slide the window open.

“You’re allowed to use the door, you know.”

She glanced back. Griffith sat up in his bed and stretched his wings behind him. She could see his ribs when he did that, under a light dusting of peach fuzz.

“It’s just awkward,” Frederica replied. “Walking past your roommates, looking them in the eye. Knowing that they know.”

“They’re not going to judge you,” Griffith said, chuckling. “We’re all adults here.”

“I know,” Frederica said. “I’m working up to it, I promise.”

She stepped back over to the bed and leaned down to give Griffith a kiss. He grabbed her by the waist and she fell into his arms. He smiled down at her.

“Do you have any plans tonight?” he asked.

“Nah,” she replied. “Nila wants to drag me to a Halloween party but I don’t really want to be around people today.”

“Why not?”

“Well, the thing is… it’s my birthday,” she said. “And it’s the one day of the year that my sister and I always made time for each other. We’d spend the night eating junk food and watching horror movies. But now she’s in, like, Italy or something, so we can’t get together. I’m just not going to be very good company.”