<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/a0a56e54bd34727f28e633ddd65649b4/tumblr_mjktcjD4oM1rgz1hoo1_500.jpg)</div>Kara opened the cafe's door, waving at the employees and wishing them a good evening as she left. As she walked down the bustling sidewalks, her mind kept wandering toward the two patrons and their conversation. To her the whole thing sounded weird and she couldn't help, but think of the time she went missing herself. She didn't doubt that her friends would have thought the same thing, but she wonder if after the first week had that thought change. She would never know, after all, she had push them away when she came back. She had push everyone, minus Miranda away. Those who stayed and still continued to keep in contact with her did it for the great love and loyalty they felt towards her.<br/><br/>She looked at her clock, noticing it was already six thirty and she decided then that instead of going to her usual defense classes, she would skipped them for the day. She felt exhausted and she didn't think that skipping one day in her routine would do her any harm. The sky was already acquiring the pink and orange colors when daytime was slowly turning into nighttime. She hurried then to get home.<br/><hr/>When Kara got to the house she shared with Miranda, she turned on as many lights as she could, she hated the dark. Taking out her cell phone from the pocket of her pants, she dialed her girlfriends number. The ring sounding at the other end, while the slowly murmuring of the tv distracted she had then turned on. Sitting down on their red couch, Kara tried to find the news channel.<br/><br/><br/>