sips her tea, leaning against the kitchen counter He’s probably still wrestling with his tie, Queen. Takes him as long as it used to take Johnny.

grinning from the kitchen table, arm slung over the back of Aoife’s chair Or he’s practicing his ‘captain’s face’ in the mirror again. Takes serious dedication, Stud.

groans, shoving a spoonful of cereal into his mouth Can you two not? It’s too early for your flirting. It’s a school day, have some respect.

toddles into the kitchen, clutching a stuffed rugby ball, and points a sticky finger at AJ Bad!

laughs, scooping Mallery up See? The princess agrees with me. Lighten up, AJ.

quietly spreads jam on her toast, eyes flicking towards the stairs He was up late. On the phone.