Leave Me Feeling Confident - THE DRIVER ERA
29 December, 2018
Matty didn't rush out in the morning. He flipped the kettle on instead, hoping the loud whistle when it started boiling would draw Este's attention. Opening and closing all of the cupboards in her kitchen to search for what he needed to actually make up the tea, he eventually had mugs placed on the counter in front of him with bags in each.
When the tell tale sound of the kettle had been a few seconds in the past, the doorknob to her room finally twisted and revealed an exhausted Este. Her hair sat in a tousled bun at the nape of her neck, with the layered pieces loose and swinging next to her jaw. Both of them wore what they were clothed in the night before. "Ibuprofen?" She posed.
"Yes, please."
She pulled the medication out of a drawer and thanked Matty for brewing her tea, each of them swallowing one tablet each. They chatted about how Este counted the four times she had to get up to go to the toilet, how Matty didn't notice even once, and how they both felt far too old to be hungover on a Saturday morning.
It was barely morning anymore, with the clock reading 11:14am. Este used her palms to lift her butt onto the island and sit there to face Matty.
He leaned against the counter, mug in hand. "Don't you have to be off to work for one o'clock?"
Shaking her head no, Este responded. "Nope, not today. Thank god." She inspected the boxes sitting next to her, deciding that pizza would be a good enough breakfast. They both began taking bites of the cold food from the night before, talking lazily.
The front door to the flat opened suddenly, Cate appearing behind it. Before looking up and while hanging Este's car keys on the hooks jutting out of the wall, she called out, "Esteeee! I just picked up my car from the garage and G came with to drive yours back over. It's in the lot. You're an angel for letting me take it,"
Turning around to face the kitchen, she finally caught sight of Matty. Not expecting to see him there, a small gasp escaped. Seeing the two of them in the messy kitchen, looking like they've only just woken up, forced Cate's mind to jump to an extreme conclusion. What happened last night? She wondered, secretly hoping they'd hooked up. "Matty." She sputtered. "What are you doing here?"
"Lovely to see you as well, Cate." joked Matty. "In Manchester or in your flat?"
"Both."
He laughed, rubbing his hands together over the now empty box where their breakfast had sat to get the pizza crumbs off of them. "Just hung out last night and had a little too much wine and weed. So Este let me stay over." Matty explained simply. Cate nodded her head in understanding, the idea of him and Este getting wine drunk together sounding rather sweet.
"Yeah, and my gift for letting you borrow my car was that bottle of red you had in the cabinet, right?" suggested Este. "Because we may or may not have drank it all."
— 13 January, 2019
matty
Today 9:37 AM
Congrats on the Brits noms xx very deserved!
She sent Matty a message after setting the news on Twitter that Sunday morning. Este and Cate were relaxing at home, sat in front of their laptops at the dining room table. Best Group and Best Album were huge categories, so she felt proud, in a way, to know that they were good people and deserving of the recognition.
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