11:00 p.m.
One week to graduation
“Well, I didn’t make top of the class, even if it was close. That cheetah is unstoppable. But I’m already an extra step behind you, Carrots. You sure you don’t want to wait for the second bunny out of this hell hole before you pick a partner?”
She released a soft snort as she looked over the papers laid out on her desk, in her little apartment, with a steaming microwave tray of tiny green vegetables sitting off to one side as she had her weekly call with Nick. “You’ve been in the Academy for six months now, and you still don’t know how partners work?