<Hey! Change of plans... I won't be home for a couple of hours... The guys want to take me to the pub for a drink on 'the eve of my birthday'... As soon as I get there I'll call you! xoxo>
<I see... You immediately let yourself be convinced by the prospect of an evening alone, going around the nightclubs and getting drunk... Shame on you...>
<Ahaha That's not true! I swear I won't get drunk, tomorrow will be a fantastic and long day and I don't want to waste even a minute with my two women *furious eyebrows flutter*>
<Ahaha you rascal! Have fun and be careful... Talk to you later :)>
Frida smirked and left the phone on the counter next to the sink, picking up the eyeliner and finishing with her other eye, giving it a perfect elongated shape. She put the eyeliner back in her purse and briefly picked up the phone again, seeing Benny's reply telling her they'd be in touch when he got to the club.
She smiled and immediately looked for her lipstick, which she couldn't find where she had left it last time.
'That little thief...' she smirked amused and shook her head, in search of her lost treasure.
"Frida! Knocking on the door! Frida!".
Frida gave up looking for it when she heard Heléne's scream from the living room and then quick, heavy footsteps getting closer and closer to the bathroom.
A few moments later, Heléne slid into the room with her socked little feet and slightly heavy breathing "Frida! There's someone at the door!" she announced again, as if she hadn't heard it the first time already.
Frida turned to her with an amused smile "Let's go see who it is" and the two walked away. Well, Frida walked, Heléne practically flew to the door.
"Who's it?" the little girl yelled at the closed the door, excited.
From outside, two separate laughs came.
"It's the badass team!".
Frida opened the door quickly "Inge!".
The woman laughed "She called for it! Hello my little sweety!" and she bent over, making a great scene as Heléne threw herself on her neck "Awww, I missed you, baby girl".
"Me too!" Heléne yelled, hugging the woman tightly.
"Hey, hey, what's all this affection? What about me, little miss?".
"Anna!" Heléne yelled, releasing her grip on Inge and literally lunging at Agnetha.
Agnetha laughed "Ahh, here she is, my little one. Hello baby".
Frida smiled and sighed "Ok, hello everyone from me too" she rolled her eyes amused.
"Don't be jealous, you're not as cute as her" Inge teased her and kissed her cheek, laughing.
"I know" Frida answered, squeezing Agnetha's hand "I have to run to the bathroom or I'll never make it on time" she looked at the clock on the wall and walked towards the bedroom.
"By the way, Björn is already downstairs, waiting. So, hurry up, princess" Agnetha hurried her with a grin and then followed her to the bathroom with Inge.
"Anyway, you're too sexy, girl" Inge told her with an appreciative note, looking her up and down.
For the occasion, she had chosen a pair of black leather pants, a dark red turtleneck sweater and black ankle boots. She looked good, she felt good.

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Dancing Queen
RomansaBorn as a "Pill of Love"... let's make it something more ;) A dancer + a single father = Something special <3