Wren sighs, waiting for her to finish getting ready.
"Now, I'm ready."
"Finally. Mae, you always take forever."
"I do not."
"You were supposed to be ready ten minutes ago."
"Oh. Oh well."
"Maybe I was stalling.
"Because of Izzy and Juno?"
"I never said that."
"Please, your face says it all."
"How are they so good at it? It's not fair."
"Well maybe if you paid more attention, you'd be better."
Maeve scoffs, lightly shoving Wren. They make their way down to the training room, where the others are.
"Hey, Wren. Maeve. You wanna train with us today?" Ximena bounds over. Ximena's usual sparring partner is Farrah. Farrah is quiet, but packs quite a punch.
"Sure!" Wren quips, before Maeve can argue. Maeve glares at her.
Everyone has their assigned unassigned partners. As follows, on the bulletin board whiteboard.
