** Andi Victorino, continued from.. After the Battle
Andi Victorino was a lot of a things, but punctual wasn't one of them. Often, she found that time had a way of sneaking up on her while she did her makeup or her hair, one minute she'd be right on track with the possibility of being early, but by the time she checked clock again, half an hour had passed and ruined her chances of being on time. Other times, it was easier to stay in bed and make up an excuse to cancel. Every so often, though, stars and planets would align and pigs would zip through the sky and Hell would freeze over and Andi Victorino would manage to be right on time.
Or would have been, had her sister not borrowed the family's spare car without telling her. It wasn't often that Andi could rightfully blame her tardiness on someone else and while she was happy not to be responsible, it couldn't have happened at a worse time. One of the few events apart from softball or visits with Sven that she hated being late for and she somehow managed to be more than half an hour late.
And on public transportation, no less. Late and slumming it on the city bus with all sorts of grisly undesirables. It never failed to be shocking; for every normal person on the bus there were at least three strung out or otherwise unsavory types. It was easier when she had Fiona, at least, since she actually had a reason to use two seats instead of doing so just because she didn't want junkies crowding her personal spaces. She'd never appreciated diaper bags and strollers more.
Fervently, she checked the time on her cellphone as she bounced Fiona on her knee, groaning softly when she realized just how late she'd be. Fiona was already restless, struggling slightly in her arm to either get a more comfortable position or break free, damned if Andi knew. It wasn't often that Andi had her alone, but even when she did it was usually just at home where she could just plop her on her play mat and let her entertain herself, so toting her out into the city was a whole new experience—one she wasn't terribly sure she was ready for. What if she cried and she wasn't able to figure out what she wanted? She'd always seen those mothers who were able to, within a split second, tell you what their babies just by the way they cried.
Not Andi. Andi didn't speak baby.
Forcing herself out of her horror scenarios when her stop came, Andi gathered up her belongings, managing to juggle not only a baby but her purse, a diaper bag, a picnic bag, and a collapsible stroller as she disembarked the bus, which thankfully let her off just across the street from the park.
Not even bothering to open the stroller, knowing full well Fiona would've been out of it in a matter of seconds when they got there, Andi quickly crossed the street and made her way down the park's paved path, her eyes peeled as she searched the grassy knolls.
"Uh oh, Fee, look who it is," She said excitedly, bouncing the infant in her arm as she caught sight of what she was looking for, "Auntie Susu!"
