Between Our Adjoined Hands/ Phil Lester

1: Not so shabby

Reaching for the jar I picked out one and offered it to darcy,"here, sweetie" I smiled at her as she wrapped her fingers around the long stick of it. Standing up I regarded Louise, and she commented,"she has come to love these little trips" with a wide smile.

"Please," Louise said reaching for my hand "it's been an honour for me too, you have been so considerate regarding darcy" and gently touching it, like a sign of gratitude.

"It's all been Dr. Weston , I am just an intern"

"Oh, but you've been so good with her"

"It's really reflex actually, darcy is just adorable" Louise laughed and I joined in as we both looked upon darcy sucking at the candy. Turning around I grabbed her medical records and the payment slips and stacking them I handed it to Louise. "I really want to say please come again but like I don't want her to fall sick" I gave a shaky laugh. Louise laughed as well and took the papers and was putting them in a near pink folder when she asked me "so like doctors party, though right?"

"Um where are we going with this?"I asked uncertainly

"Oh shush, I am having a house party tonight and you have to come"

My yes widened in surprise , house party? At Louise's! I would pretty much die of fangirling. Grabbing my forearms she lightly shook me "yoohooo? Viva?"

"Sorry yes ..I mean what ?.. No I wont I mean I can't. Sorry Louise I can't"

"I literally am listening nothing" she grabbed a post it from the counter and scribbled something, I was too awestruck to make out.

"Be here by 9, I'll be looking for you" she grinned at me  and grabbing darcy's hand started walking away from the counter.

"Bu- I- don- how !" I was officially speaking monosyllabically.

"See you tonight" she backwaved me and walked out of the big doors in the pretty bowed pink stilettos leaving me a lowly 24 year old, wearing crocs in London girl, clutching a post it like it contained my life

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Standing infront of my home, which was like a crappy studio apartment I looked into my handbag for the keys. Fidgeting a lot, I finally found it and opened the door. Wow! It looked like the end of the world and my mess was all that was left. Jumping my way to my room, avoiding the random crap scattering the floor was a talent that I had developed. Placing my handbag and getting my jacket off, I finally sat down with the fateful post it and stared at it for a while. I had to weigh all the pros and cons of going to Louise's party. Taking out a blank sheet I got to work. Nothing felt as good as making lists on an actual paper sheet.

Underlining all the cons I stared at the paper and thought of how I really shouldn't be going. My greatest fear at any party is being left out, and above that getting drunk, which with me isn't a big deal like 2 shots and I am out. Bye bye! And I've got my boards to study for this weekend, a party would be a distraction, it already was.
I clutched the sheet tightly as I got up balling it up I performed an on point 3 pointer to the dust bin. Giving out a big sigh, I finally let the excitement creep in. My stomach felt hollow, my palms started sweating my feet already felt like water.

"Alright, let's do this shit"

I said out loud to myself in an awkward attempt at self motivation and literally dragged my feet to my wardrobe. Opening it dramatically I scanned the dresses and decided on a monotone blue and black dress. Grooming followed this and after the next hour or so I was all shaved, shampooed, moisturised, hair sprayed.
Filling in the only minutely 'okay' heels that I have, I looked at myself in the mirror. I was looking okay, good enough for a house party, underdressed for an actual one. Checking on the time I realised I still had like 45 mts left, I had a new bottle of wine in the fridge, it would make a good thank you gift to Louise.