the park bench

t h i r t y f i v e

t h i r t y f i v e

"wow."

"tell me about it." joanne snorted. "yeah, so that's how everything went down and now i've got a hot girlfriend. i think."

"what do you mean? did blondie not ask you out yet?" heather gasped. "what a butt!"

"don't go hunting her down, we've put off the relationship till my birthday, so calm your tits." joanne glared at her friend, slightly annoyed because of her protectiveness.

heather blinked. "oh, yeah. she's nineteen, right?"

"yup, her birthday's a month after mine." the brunette confirmed.

after a while in a comfortable silence, heather glanced at her friend with concerned eyes. "are you going to tell her about the accident soon?"

joanne didn't answer.