Studio 22 | Mary-Kate Olsen

Chapter Seventeen

May 20th 2022 - New York City -

I was driving through the city and by driving I mean I'm stuck in traffic after dropping the boys back at the apartment. I rested my arm on the window and leaned against it keeping one hand on the wheel as I directed the car. My eyes were slowly closing which wasn't helpful when driving, in fact, it was rather dangerous. Without the boys, in the car, I had nothing to focus on and the exhaustion was setting in. After having no sleep last night as I was babysitting Sage and a few late nights with Jazz it was all catching up to me and I probably shouldn't have been driving today.

I took a small nap when we were at the shoot today, the boys interrupted it by playing their own game of 'how many accessories can they put on Blue before she wakes up and hits us'. The answer is 12, and I hit them both hard. They were complaining about it for an hour. My eyes fall shut and I quickly push them open and sit up straight scared of what might happen if I get more comfortable. I decided to pull over and find a place where I can grab a coffee.

Mary-Kate Olsen

Hey, I'm at Sunny Garden Tea room. Wanna join?

I'll be there in 10 can you get me a coffee, please?

Yeah, your usual?

Yes Please :)

I knew she'd still be at work, by inviting her meant I could give her the car back, that definitely wasn't safe for me to drive anymore, even if I had three mugs of coffee before I left this place. I could just about manage to lift my mug to my lips. The coffee slid down my throat warming me up inside out. The droplets of rain slid down the window I was sitting by. MK's coffee sat in the empty space on the table, steam radiating from it. She wasn't long at all. Our building was barely a block away.

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May 20th 2022 - New York City - Sunny Garden Tea Room

"Hey," She said, leaning over me to hug me before taking her seat. "Hi," I replied with a small smile. "I thought you would have headed straight home." "I was falling asleep at the wheel, didn't know how to explain to you that I wrecked your car so I pulled over," I explained, sipping my coffee, caffeine was like oxygen to me today, it was a need not a want, without it I'd still be at my apartment stuck under my sheets.

"I didn't want to say anything, but you look like trash," She said, peering from above her mug before drinking whilst I choked on the liquid laughing at her comment. "Real blunt there, Mary-K," I say as I struggled to catch my breath from the coughing fit I just had. "Sorry." I waved her off, still amused by her comment. She didn't sugarcoat much and I liked that about her. "Were you working last night?" I shake my head, setting my mug back down. "Then why are you so tired you almost killed my car?" She was teasing me but also snooping for information. "My brother came home drunk, had to look after him." She cocked an eyebrow. "He was throwing up and stuff." "Stuff" being him throwing things around our battered apartment. "He all good this morning?" "I left him in my bed, so he was still sleeping," I explained. "He hasn't called you?" "He'll be busy with his friends more than likely." I looked out the window and watched the raindrops race each other down the windowpane, it fell quiet between the two of us as it often did because neither of us knew how to completely navigate this relationship. She was my boss and I was her employee. But we got on well and a friendship was forming but when does it start to cross the line, what can and can't we talk about? It wasn't an awkward silence, it was comfortable but I can imagine as we learn our boundaries with each other, MK will fill it with her endless chatter which I didn't mind all too much. Kacy was the same, she liked noise to fill the air always. If there was no music she'd make some, if she couldn't she'd talk or tell stories or plan our future. Maybe that's why I needed noise so much because since meeting Kacy there wasn't a second of spear air that was left empty. Now there's too much emptiness, there's empty air, there's empty space, my heart is empty, I feel empty, my apartment feels empty. She didn't fill everything completely but she made me forget that emptiness even existed because I was focused on her and the positive energy that radiated from her in masses.