(scratch that.) Monica: Nods. Charges at moving dummy, ducks the attack and stabs it in the back of the head and kicks it over.
(we are training we skipped the reaping) Drake: *takes lily's hand and leads her to my room which is about 1/4 of a mile away*
Drake: *has a pained look in his eyes and sighs* I love you and have since I spotted you in the crowd at the reaping