The Dairy Queen

A Good Distraction

"What is taking them so looooong?" Ella whines.

"Seriously, Ella? It's been all of 8 minutes since Matty texted." I roll my eyes. That girl is fucking nuts.

I'm feeling pretty good from the two White Claws and two Pink Whitney shots I took. I'm scrolling through my phone when I realize I never snapped Damon back from this morning.

It takes me a few times to get a good picture of myself, but I finally get one. 'Hey tonight was crazy, thanks for all your help.' I add a heart emoji, because I really did appreciate it and maybe because much against my better judgement I really felt something between us tonight besides his ridiculously misogynistic flirting. I send it and feel that familiar tingle.

My phone buzzes and it's Damon. 'yeah crazy' with a photo of half his face. For some reason that stings a little. He doesn't seem the type to miss a good flirting opportunity.

I snap another picture of myself making a kissy face and angle down my shirt a bit more, 'so whatcha up to?'

Buzz. I open the snap and my breath catches, 'movie' and there is a girl in the picture with him. Okay, so fuck me then. I'm not sure if it is the alcohol or these weird stupid feelings I thought I was having but I am definitely angrier than I should be. I mean, of course he has a girlfriend, why wouldn't he? Ughhhhhhhhhh, note to self always listen to Kim, she is obviously worldly, and smart, and the fucking queen.

An angry, solo tear slides down my cheek. As I send him back a black screen, 'cool. have fun.'

"Oh my God, Vi?! What happen, what's wrong?"

I wipe the tear, "oh stupid dust or some shit." I fake laugh, "I'm totally cool." I grab the Pink Whitney and take a bigger mouthful than I should. And then the doorbell rings.

"Yaaaayyy!" Ella jumps up and runs to the door and swings it open.

"Yeah it's cool, Ella. Go ahead and just throw the door open, when did you move in by the way?" I laugh. "Hey Matty, Chad. Thanks for coming by."

***

We decide on a classic horror movie, Nightmare on Elm Street. Ella and I go into the kitchen to make some popcorn and grab a few more White Claws for everyone. When we come back in Matty is on the couch and Chad has made himself rather comfy in the oversized chair at the other end of the room.

Matty jumps up to help grab the drinks out of my hand, while Ella takes one of the bags of popcorn and practically jumps on Chad's lap. He immediately perks up and can't take his eyes off her tits. Well, guess its just me and Matt on the couch. He looks at me with a sheepish grin and takes a seat. I offer a half smile back and plop down next to him, crisscrossing my legs to keep a bit more space between us.

20 minutes into the movie and I can barely hear it over the sloppy kissing sounds coming from the oversized chair. I pick up an empty White Claw can and hurl it in Ella's general direction.

"Ow, Violet!"

"Oops" I look over and see Ella rubbing her forehead as she whispers in Chad's ear.

"Hey, Chad and I are going to go for a walk. Too many drinks, I think I need some air."

Yeah, sure. I look at Matty and roll my eyes and he laughs.

"I'm sorry Vi, I won't bring him next time." Matty laughs a bit uncomfortably.

"Next time? Who says you're getting another invitation? You jumped when Freddy Krueger came on screen and spilled half our popcorn!"